Countless magical beast essence crystals poured out from his hands.
Tier 6, tier 7, tier 7, tier 8...
The fist-sized magical beast essence crystals rolled down, and everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out.
Tier 9 Joelson
It was also the size of a fist.
Everyone's mouths were wide open.
There was more than one tier 9 magical beast essence crystal!
The magical beast core of various colors piled up on the ground into a small hill, and the brilliant light shone on everyone's faces.
The five saint-level powerhouses stared quietly at Joelson; their eyes filled with shock!
How many magical beasts had they killed?!
Was this kid, Joelson, a monster?
But this was not the end.
Joelson looked in the direction of the Dark Church and waved his hand again.
One head after another rolled out, carrying a thick smell of blood.
Every face was twisted, filled with fear and despair.