The Allied Forces' bombings continued, with shells constantly falling near the altar, exploding in a blaze of fire that engulfed countless Dragon Worshipers.
"Gregory!"
Accompanied by an angry shout, Karl's figure transformed into a blurred afterimage, rushing towards the elder with a speed enhanced by Dragon Vein energy far beyond human capabilities.
In Gregory's murky eyes, the confusion was thoroughly consumed by boundless fear the moment Felipe charged towards him.
He seemed to want to scream, to retreat, to draw a weapon to resist—but it was all too late.
The Calamity Staff in Karl's hand, with a scorpion sting-like venomous needle at the tail, pierced through the elder's chest with perfect precision and ruthless coldness, tearing through the air!
"Ugh—!"
A short, almost tuneless scream squeezed out from the elder's throat.
His body convulsed violently.
Immediately following, a terrifying scene unfolded.
