Under the sky covered by clouds of negative energy, a sky of sand and gravel rose from various parts of the island, converging somewhere on the island.

At first, it was only a brown sphere about ten meters in diameter, on which Dalton Wallen stood on it, and as the giant sand ball floated in the air, the surrounding sand and dust continued to be attracted, and then the entire sand ball began to spread downward, showing a change in shape.

Neck, arms, chest......

Even if it was only half a body, a giant more than ten meters tall finally appeared on this island.

The sand and dust that had not yet fully integrated into the sand giant's body surrounded it, gradually turning into something resembling the rubble belt around the planet.

The people who were fighting in other areas of the island felt as if they had pressed a boulder in their hearts at this moment, their strength was slightly weaker, and the part of the aliens who were closer to them collapsed directly to the ground, desperately trying to escape from the range that the sand giant's might could influence.

The real dominant-level powerhouse, Dalton Wallen, is starting to get serious!

Standing above the sand giant's head, Dalton's gaze fell on Behemo Edward, who looked no more than the size of an ant in front of him, and his hands habitually put into the left and right pockets of his coat.

Those who are familiar with Dalton Wallen know that the burly-looking director of the Anomalies is actually a complete elemental outlaw, and his fighting style is completely extreme from that of the police chief.

"Edward, your skills, apart from yourself, there should be no one in the whole of Dmingham who knows more than me, bursts and slashes mean extreme speed and destructive power, and it should be the easiest to deal with aliens like me. ”

Dalton did not shy away from the oppressive relationship between the two, during the Thunderstorm War, he had seen too many aliens who were forcibly killed in a matter of seconds after meeting Edward, they didn't even have time to use their talents, and the moment they realized Edward's incredible speed, their bodies had been cut in two.

As the only Dominant of Dmingham, from the moment Dalton decided to go to Edward's opposite, his imaginary enemy was only Edward.

"Over the years, in order to deal with you, I have thought of many ways but I have never thought of a move that can crack your sword technique, in the past, I fought with you, and it was already the limit to win three out of ten, but today is different, the poison on your body will not be long before it attacks, I know that this is your last battle, and I also know that you will fight me in a soul-burning way, so ...... I'm not going to give you this opportunity. ”

As soon as the words fell, a sand platform was born at Dalton's feet, lifting him up to the sky.

Dalton's way of dealing with Edward's decisive battle is simple, run!

It is not simply to flee the battlefield, but to leave the sand giant as Edward's opponent, pulling him in while putting himself in an absolutely safe position.

He's going to kill Behemo Edward alive!

It doesn't matter if you're called despicable or villainous.

Once Dalton, a civilian, is in combat mode, all he can think about is how to win.

Respect for the enemy?

It was always only for him that he would only have the same idea of charity when he saw a beggar when he faced a defeated enemy.

And what he is now facing is a dominant-level alien with a determination to die, the other party's pursuit or the extreme explosive output, and he is facing people head-on?

How much water does it have to fit into the brain to do such a stupid thing?

Victory is everything.

That's Dalton's credo!

Behemo Edward looked at the cloud of negative energy, which was already extremely close, and he couldn't even see a figure from his position.

Specks of light representing soul energy poured out from all over Edward's skin, and then turned crimson again, as if every bit of soul was ignited at this time.

Dalton was right, for Edward, who was already fighting the last battle, burning his soul was the only way he could defeat the former.

It's a pity that even this step was still counted by Dalton.

"Edward, this is where your bones are buried......"

Dalton knows too much about Edward's talent, bursting and slashing, coupled with burning souls, and facing the duel alone, Edward in this state can definitely make most of the dominant-level aliens of the same level unable to eat and walk around, but even if his slash can tear the space?

If it doesn't fall on him, it's just empty talk after all.

Standing in the clearing, Edward was still burning his soul, completely, unreservedly!

The long knife was stuck in front of him, and his eyes fell on the sand giant in front of him, he didn't move, and the sand giant didn't move, as if he was making a sandbag with an iron heart.

Raising his hand expressionlessly, the space ring that he had given to Nancy before returned to his hand at some point.

He had noticed this spatial ring when he woke up before, and at first he was extremely disappointed, but when his consciousness entered his spatial ring and found the contents inside, he turned to joy again.

Fingers wiped, and a bottle of potion fell into his hand, and the label on it clearly read: Lionheart Elixir.

Exactly the same potions that Nancy had eaten for her soul puppets appeared in Edward's hands one by one.

He poured all these potions down his throat, and finally found a note.

"Father, I forgive you!"

The note reads something like this.

"Oh, Bolsh, you still like to do such boring things......"

Putting the note in his pocket, Edward naturally knew that it was not written by Nancy, but it didn't seem to matter who wrote it at this time.

What if it's true?

At least these potions don't lie.

"I had a lot of things to prepare. ”

Squinting, Dalton's eyesight is not bad, and as a dominant level, his body has surpassed mortals to some extent.

"Nancy, I know you can hear me, you can control the Breeze, you should have the talent of Goniz, how about helping me as a sinner at the end in order to achieve your goal?"

Reaching for the long knife, the breath exhaled between his mouth and nose shredded the sand and stones that were coming at him almost instantly.

Restrained with all his strength, he looked at the sky and whispered.

A wisp of wind swept around Edward, and behind him a pair of azure wings appeared out of thin air.

The complete power was released, and the wind wings took Edward into the sky, and Dalton, who was high in the air, looked at this scene with a gloomy face.

"I didn't expect you to have this hand to prepare...... Quicksand transforms!"

The heavy sand giant's arms suddenly slashed open, and the heavy sand armor formed a moment ago instantly peeled off, and a bird formed by a smaller sand and gravel was born from the sand giant and flapped its wings.

There was a strong wind on the flat ground, and the sand platform under Dalton's feet seemed to be magnetic, falling vertically on the back of the bird, and the whole person quickly melted into it, and did not hesitate to evacuate towards the Oswei Sea.

If you can't beat it, can't you run?

However, Edward told him that if he wanted to run, he had to ask the people who had chased him if he agreed!

This is the wings condensed by the silk of the wind, and its speed is not comparable to that of a sand bird formed by a heavy pile of gravel.

In a flash of blue light, Edward appeared in front of the sand bird's head.

"Edward !!"

Even if Dalton's roar was at a height of 100 meters, it could still be clearly heard by the people below.

Sword Split!

In the next second, a pitch-black crack suddenly appeared in the sky......

The battle is not entangled, Edward's talent, what he pursues is the extreme explosion of that moment, and after burning his soul, he drank so many potions, and in the end he only made a knife.

This knife smashes space.

Kill Dalton Wallen!

"Is this the Domination Level? ”

Donald looked at the vision in the sky, the transformation of the sand giant into a sand bird before was enough shocking for him, but before this knife, these things just turned into nothingness, and its impact can be imagined.

"Lost...... Lord Valen, dead ......"

The two sides fought, but the leader was killed and seemed to be fleeing from the beginning to the end.

This is undoubtedly devastating for the momentum of the thunderstorm.

Looking at that spatial crack, I don't know how many thunderstorm remnants fell to the ground, and the spirit and spirit of all over the body seemed to be drained away.

In fact, they did lose.

Dalton Wallen, Lady of Despair have fallen.

The three leaders of the thunderstorm were killed by Donald alone, and the rest of the man was facing the deputy director of the Bureau of Anomalies, Clark.

The rest of the people may be able to win in the low-end combat power by relying on numbers.

But this is a meaningless victory......

There will come a time when the energy of the air riot will dissipate.

However, no one fell from the sky.

Dalton Valen was crushed into flesh and blood by the spatial rift, and once Behemo Edward's soul-burning effect disappeared, the side effects of the potion on his body naturally broke out completely with the decline of his body.

Only a spatial ring slowly floated down from the sky under the series of wind threads, and finally fell into Nancy's hand.

Semie, Bolsh, and Fern looked at the sky and watched their long-time friends sacrifice themselves for the ultimate success of this plan, and their sadness undisguised on the faces of these men who had been through the storm.

But now they are not yet ready to remember the past.

"Say, who gave you this chart and the information here!"

The mechanical golem surrounded the Saintess congregation, and the threat could not have been more obvious.

"Something was called to Lady Thorn...... We don't know where she came from, but she once mentioned in her speech about an organization called the Nether Cult...... According to her, the organization foresaw the end of this world by some secret method, and soon the world will face the end of the world, which can only be saved by the new gods......"

The Lady of Pain, who seemed to have lost her soul, finished these words intermittently, turned around and pulled out the knife at the waist of the guard beside her, and stabbed her heart with her backhand.

Faith is dead.

She couldn't find the meaning of continuing to live.