Call. Call. Call.

The faint blue aura rippled in circles, connecting the path from the tennis court to the plane tree, the faint halo quietly dispelled the darkness around it, but it still couldn't stop the icy air from hunting, and the smell of blood hidden in the dark corners seemed to be unable to continue to be silent.

All eyes were projected in the direction of the spread of the halo ripples, and Mr. Froude reacted the most quickly, rushing out as soon as possible.

Immediately afterward, Starr chased after him, and Thunderpeters and Brutus were not far behind, and the bustling figures ran over.

Sou!

Whoosh!

Seeing that this big drama is about to rush to the point, whether the murderer is Stara or Kontemir, does the Giocomo family really need to face a shocking scandal? No one in the crowd of onlookers at the scene wants to miss it, and even Nina is just a beat slower, and she chases after it step by step.

In the blink of an eye, all that remained in place and did not move was only the disintegrated Kontemir, and ...... Hoden and Robben.

In fact, Robben's body center of gravity also leaned forward a little with Thunder Peters and Brutus, but then, he noticed Holden's abnormality, and he stopped in place because he didn't have a firm will to step forward, turned his head to look at Holden, and asked with his eyes:

"What's going on?"

Although Robben and Hoden are just ordinary friends who have known each other for a short time, Robben still knows Hoden a little better than other strangers:

Holden is definitely not a character who is happy to achieve great achievements, and he is definitely not the type to miss the opportunity because he is proud and excessively showing off his skills, and he is definitely not the type who obediently follows the steps in the face of a crisis.

At this moment, Holden's attitude of avoiding the crowd instead of following the crowd speaks volumes, and if you think about it carefully, the way Holden pointed the way, and the panic and guilt of Holden after Mr. Froude's loud reminder, these details are also unusual.

But Robben was not able to get an answer.

Not because Holden avoided talking about it, but because the other focus attracted the attention of the audience, and even Kontemir couldn't help but look up.

"Boom!"

A strong wind swept in, and the rolling air waves surged over one after another, creating an effect of shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, and it seemed that a faint vibration could be felt under the soles of the feet, and the body couldn't help but shake together.

Reflexively, all eyes looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and it was the location of the plane tree!

Robben immediately looked back at Holden, a crack was revealed on the iceberg mask, and his shocked eyes were asking:

"Did you know this was going to happen?"

But Holden's eyes fell on Kontemir's—

The timid, cowardly, and incompetent Kontemir guarded Gretta's side at this time, carefully protecting Gretta's corpse, and his majestic eyes revealed a sense of determination, even if he was crushed, he would never allow anyone to approach Gretta.

He missed it once, and this time he definitely won't miss it again.

At this point, the whole world is falling apart.

Rumble!

Boom!

It can be clearly seen with the naked eye that one fireball after another is trying its best to blast towards the position of the plane tree, compressing the fire element to the extreme, and the density has reached an incredible level, but the fireball the size of a basketball contains incredible destructive power and explodes in an all-round way.

In the turbid air waves of flying sand and rocks in the audience, you can faintly see two figures in black suits that appear out of thin air-

The straight-fitting black suit outlines the lean and tight body line, and he also wears a silk top hat in a regular manner, even in the chaos of using psionic combat, the top hat is still obedient to the head, and the black figure invisibly reveals a solemnity.

Two black suits are the initiators of the destruction of the scene, one of them is launching a series of fireballs, without any superfluous fancy embellishments, the purest and simplest fireballs, but can play the most concentrated and violent effect, the serial bombardment is shaking the audience.

And another one was blatantly interfering with Mr. Froude.

Mr. Froude, who was the first to arrive at the plane tree, raised his hand to create a colorful light mask, many different elements intricately but harmoniously intertwined, condensing into a mutually exclusive but unified protective shield, which strictly intercepted all attacks, and seemed to dissolve all damage.

The black suit didn't attack Mr. Froude - apparently, they didn't dare to really hurt Mr. Froude, they were just creating a steady stream of distractions.

Layers of wind elements mixed with thunder elements to create differential attacks, a layer of wind elements, a layer of thunder elements, staggered and orderly rolling along the ground, you can clearly see that the ground began to gradually crack, one by one "wounds" are shaking the ground under the feet, invisible sound waves are better than tangible, sand and gravel are scattered, grass clippings fly, Mr. Froude's suit began to appear one after another cracks.

Although Mr. Froude was not substantially harmed, his attention was not fully concentrated, and in a hurry, his left hand rose sharply and rapidly, and one plane tree after another burst out of the ground, and the dark green and light brown trees formed a thick wall to surround him.

Rumble!

Boom!

In the midst of a powerful collision, a series of fireballs erupted with incredible energy, and in an instant they exploded a hole in the wooden wall, but Mr. Froude was still not passively beaten, and the dense trees stretched out countless branches, like the long whip of a willow tree, and quickly threw them towards the two black suits.

The two black suits had a clear division of labor, and the one who created the fireball concentrated attack remained unmoved, only bombarded the tree wall and the ground in a continuous burst, while the other was concentrating on confronting Mr. Froude, his hands turning in a chain like a large windmill, and the naked eye could not catch any traces, and he could directly see that all the branches were cut off one after another.

In the next second, he was able to catch the sharp sword light surging in the faint light of the air, it should be a wind blade, but it was as sharp as a blade, and it came and went without a trace, completely disrupting Mr. Froude's interference, and then ignoring the branches that were dancing in the air, and the wind blades passed through the gap and pointed directly at Mr. Froude.

Boom!

Boom!

The protective shield that Mr. Froude had sketched was crumbling, and at this moment he was once again threatened by the lightning blade of the wind, and some of them hurriedly took a small step back, and quickly pinched a handprint with their left hand, which could not be detected by the naked eye, and then a whirlwind could be seen rushing up.

Whew!

Whew!

The whirlwind swirled rapidly around Mr. Froude, roaring violently, and all the attacks that came in its face were swept away, and then the tornado grew bigger and bigger, and the buzzing vibration could be felt in the air, and the newly erected tree wall was torn into countless pieces.

The sky is dark, the earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the heavens are on the road