The next second, that sword energy, as thick as a mountain range, swept across the sky once more, carrying supreme killing power as it slashed toward the black-robed person.
"No!" How could the black-robed person have any spiritual energy left to activate the spiritual armor? He was directly struck by this sword.
Slash.
Crimson blood spilled all over the ground, the spiritual armor on his body cracked and fell shattered to the earth.
[The host has killed a Chosen One from another lower realm. Obtained Providence Points: 100,000.]
With the system's voice ringing out, Alex was certain that this Chosen One was dead, the Providence Points credited to his account made him extremely excited.
His gaze shifted, looking toward the remaining two black-robed figures. "I suppose these two are also Chosen Ones."
Absolute killing intent flickered wildly in Alex's gaze, the sudden end to the battle on this side completely shocked the entire field, drawing everyone's immediate attention.
