Inside the barrier, on this chaotic battlefield, the sky was illuminated by an astonishing glare like broad daylight. When the light dissipated, it left behind an eerie, ghastly paleness. Fierce winds howled, churning up surrounding dust and shattered stones. The air was thick with the sickening stench of blood and gunpowder. The massive body of the Banner Spirit swayed a few times, casting an oppressive shadow. Nuokemo stood there in a daze, the blood at the corner of his mouth looking glaringly vivid in the chaotic environment.
At this moment, Nuokemo was nearly driven mad. He had never imagined that even after unleashing his ultimate trump card, he still was no match for the young man before him.
Nuokemo quickly pulled two dark red medicinal pills from his spatial pouch, a chilling, vicious glint flashing in his eyes.
Chapter 43