"Dark God Devour!"
The Dark Dragon King's heart nearly exploded with endless terror at the sight of the broken spear in his hand.
However, he was a veteran of many battles and reacted instantly.
The pure dark power that formed his armor exploded violently, shattering into countless fragments. These fragments of dark armor pieced together to form a deity-like figure that seemed to come from absolute darkness.
Carrying an atmosphere of boundless despair, it fell fiercely.
At this point, the Dark Dragon King had no choice but to bet that the Champion Marquis was just bluffing.
He bet that despite his seemingly invincible appearance, the Champion Marquis was actually at the end of his rope and wouldn't withstand this strike!
"Power King Fist!"
Upon seeing this, the Champion Marquis simply let out a light chuckle. His Flame Saber transformed into a Flame Fist, appearing as mundane as a glove, shining with Divine Light as it landed.
