Arion’s sudden appearance caught everyone off guard. They stared, wide- eyed and slack-jawed.
What was going on? Wasn’t Arion already dead? How could he be standing there in front of them? Could it be a ghost?
They exchanged baffled looks, and their faces were filled with disbelief. They couldn’t make sense of it. How could Arion possibly be alive? It was beyond their comprehension.
“You… you’re not dead?”
No one was more shocked than Willem.
After all his effort, he had finally found the chance to bite into Arion’s neck and drain every drop of his blood.
He was certain Arion had died-there was no way he could have survived. But if Arion was dead, who was this person standing before them?
“Everyone, calm down!” Bailey spoke up. “Arion’s body is still over there. This person must be an imposter.”
At his words, everyone turned to look at the corpse lying nearby.
Bailey was right. The body was still there, and there was no way Arion could still be alive. So, the person in front of them had to be an imposter and was trying to intimidate them.
“A body?” Arion suddenly laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. “To be honest, that was just one of my Papercraft Clones. I was just having a little fun. Did you seriously think it was real?”
“Papercraft Clone?” Bailey frowned. ” Cut the crap. Do you think you can scare us with just a few words? Dream on!”
What a joke! How could a mere Papercraft Clone be so strong?
Just a moment ago, more than ten elite fighters had given it their all and even used their ultimate move to kill Arion. Many of them suffered serious injuries.
Who else could push them to such extremes if they weren’t fighting with the real Arion? Bailey refused to believe it was just a Papercraft Clone.
Even Willem and the others shared the same doubt. After all, they were the strongest fighters from their respective nations. How could a mere clone require their full power to defeat?
“Don’t believe me? Fine. Let me show you.”
Without further explanation, Arion gave a casual wave of his hand. A breeze swept through, and the body on the ground crumbled into ashes. Another gust of wind carried them away, leaving no trace behind.
The sight left everyone stunned, and their eyes widened with disbelief.
Could it be true? Had their grueling battle with Arion only been against a Papercraft Clone? But how could this be possible? What kind of terrifying level had the real Arion reached if a mere clone was this powerful?
The thought sent a chill down their spines. It suddenly dawned on them that the situation was spiraling out of their control.
“Arion, enough with the tricks! I don’t believe you can’t be killed!” Bailey shouted. “Don’t worry, everyone! If we can kill him once, we can do it again. As long as we work together, we can make it happen.”
His words reignited the fighting spirit of his allies. After all, no matter how powerful Arion was, he was still a mortal. As long as they gave it their all, they could still kill him.
“Enough talking! Let’s take him down together!” Willem roared. He flapped his wings and transformed into a streak of black light as he charged straight at Arion.
“Kill him!” Bailey launched himself off the ground like a missile with his claws aimed at Arion’s chest.
“Let’s take him down!”
The other fighters quickly followed suit, unleashing their ultimate moves in a coordinated assault. They had no other options left-it was a battle where their lives were on the line.
Anthony summoned Snow Maiden to use her Frostbound Technique.
Batuul invoked the illusory Elephantine and commanded it to use Elephant Deity’s Fury to carry out a brutal attack.
The six-armed Chimera Wrath from Eskus leaped into the air while swinging its weapons in a storm of strikes.
This coordinated teamwork had helped them defeat Arion before, and they were now repeating the same tactic.
Arion chuckled as he surveyed the approaching enemies from all sides. Then, he raised the Celestial Slay and casually slashed toward Snow Maiden, who was spewing a cold mist.
The white sword aura flashed by, and Snow Maiden screamed as her body exploded into countless particles of light and dissipated.
The shockwave sent Anthony flying. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he was seriously injured. His demonic blade snapped in two with a sharp crack.
Arion then swung his sword again. The white sword aura moved with blinding speed as it cut through the illusory Elephantine with a crushing force. The momentum didn’t stop and continued toward Batuul.
There was a thunderous explosion as his body disintegrated into a shower of blood mist that scattered through the air. Nothing was left of him.
Without pause, Arion delivered his third strike. The white sword aura sliced through the air with overwhelming force as it destroyed Chimera Wrath’s weapons and severed all six of its arms.
The imposing figure of Chimera Wrath immediately reverted to its original form-Vanzan, Shyvan, and Noir. The trio was now gravely injured and armless. They lay helplessly on the ground and were unable to move.
Arion followed up with two more strikes, one aimed at Bailey and the other at Willem.
Before they could react, the sword auras were already upon them, and there was no time to dodge. They could only raise their arms to block.
Two explosions ripped through the air.
Willem’s body exploded as blood splattered with severed limbs and arms scattered across the ground.
Even Bailey, known for his incredible defense, couldn’t withstand the blow. His arms were shattered, and his chest was torn open with his internal organs exposed.
From the moment the attack began to its end, it took no more than a few seconds.
Arion effortlessly ended the chaotic skirmish with overwhelming force, which left his enemies no room to resist. Throughout the entire fight, they never even had a chance to retaliate.
