"Hahahaha..."
Rory Yellow's laughter, completely overwhelmed the whispers from the crowd around.
Under everyone's gaze.
Wyatt Barnes stood motionless as a mountain, but his hands were moving.
He slowly raised his hand, and pointed out one finger.
Instantly.
Swoosh!
An "Origin Force finger strength" that had taken shape, accompanied by the ancient illusion of a Horned Dragon above the void, roared out with an overwhelming momentum, piercing into Rory Yellow's forehead.
Plop!
A soft sound came, a bullet hole appeared on Rory Yellow's forehead, he stood stiffly and then fell over, completely silent.
Dead as dead can be.
From now on, the top five young talents of the Royal Country have all died.
On the high platform, the representative of the Royal Country 'Connor Wilson', and another representative next to him, their faces turned bluish-grey, and their bodies began to shake violently.
All five of their talented youths from the Royal Country were killed...