Scythe Breath Oddity, Number One Expert in the Pan-Plane! (5)
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Swoosh!
The sword fell.
The Fourth-Circle Wizard was cut in half at the waist but did not die immediately. Waves of blood fog instantly stitched up his organs.
His face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring out. It was as if he had walked in front of the Underworld Gate. For a moment, he felt that the lower half of his body no longer belonged to him.
"I'll talk, I'll talk. A total of 30 wizards entered our Hurricane Steeple, five primordial souls, 25 fourth-circles and fifth-circles.
"The main group is already on the way to the fifth level. Our five-man team is in charge of searching for treasures on the third level.
"..."
After saying that, he looked at the Black Scale Dragon Man with a bitter expression: "You won't let me go, right?" There was still a trace of anticipation in his eyes.
"Smart, you got it right!"
Slash!
The long sword pierced through his chest!