A giant hand descended from the sky, emanating a vast aura, leaving Blood Wing unable to resist, directly slapped into a mist of blood!
This scene happened so suddenly that no one had time to react. By the time they did, Blood Wing was already dead!
"What, what is going on?"
Blood Wing turned into a mist of blood, slowly dissipating in the air, making people feel as if it were a dream.
If it weren't for that extremely pungent smell of blood, everyone would have doubted this was real.
Blood Wing was a hall-level powerhouse, on the verge of becoming a saint, absolutely a strong amongst the strong, at the peak of his power. How could he be so easily crushed to death?
"Athena cursed Blood Wing to be slapped to death, and then Blood Wing was actually slapped to death!?"
A group of people all looked towards Athena, their eyes full of disbelief, suspecting that the curse had taken effect.
"Did someone save me?"
