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Known as the current epitome of melee destruction, the Visceral Critical Strike from the Abandonment King delivered a blow to the entire "world" at that moment.
"Reality" trembles, order collapses, everything around seems like a malfunctioning digestive system, unable to declare "truth" as it once did because the food is too indigestible.
So I cannot turn for you.
Letting that sword pierce through his body again from behind, Fu Qian didn't even glance back, repeating the exact same action, delivering another Visceral Critical Strike.
"I've learned my lesson."
This time the visual effect was even more shocking.
Breakage, disintegration, withering...everything in sight began to be destroyed under the evil claws of the Evil God.
Perfection defiled, truth polluted, everything returned to chaos.
Even the mycelium that blotted out the sky above was rapidly losing its vitality, turning into tiny fragments and falling like snowflakes.
