“Leo is amazing!” Violet exclaimed with joy.
Jennifer’s face was also full of happiness as she thought, “Leo must have gained some opportunity in the Enchanted Realm, his strength has greatly improved.”
After breaking the Arrow of Oblivion, Leo noticed the current tragic state of the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
The once beautiful environment of the Seven Stars Sword Sect had become dilapidated after a fierce battle. The ground was pitted, buildings were damaged and collapsed, and fires were burning in many places.
Additionally, the corpses on the ground-those of the elite disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Sect and the Flood Dragon Gang-were almost all mutilated, their deaths horrifying.
Leo’s chest quickly filled with anger, and his deep eyes were icy cold.
“Augustus, how dare you lead people to attack the Seven Stars Sword Sect. Today, you will die a miserable death!”
Leo’s voice was not loud, but it was extremely cold, spreading far and wide, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
Everyone, including the Werewolves, was shocked and shivered at Leo’s words.
Augustus’s face remained ferocious, seemingly unafraid of Leo’s threat.
Only Augustus himself knew that after Leo easily broke that arrow, his pride and confidence as a Wolf Tribe Prince had shattered like bubbles.
“Boy, stop boasting. If you have the guts, come at me!” Augustus roared with a fierce exterior but a timid heart.
At the same time, Augustus once again drew the Tess Holy Bow.
Leo’s eyes were icy cold as he brought his right hand fingers together.
An ice sword formed almost instantly above Augustus’s head.
Augustus looked up at the ice sword in the sky, his pupils shrinking and his heart pounding.
He felt completely locked onto by the ice sword; no matter how he dodged, he couldn’t escape its attack range.
Moreover, the cold emanating from the ice sword felt somewhat familiar to him.
Enchanted Realm, yes, it was very similar to the cold that erupted in the Enchanted Realm!
Augustus had no doubt that if the ice sword slashed down and hit his body, it would surely take his life.
Although he felt there was no way to avoid it, Augustus still tried to dodge. He released the Tess Holy Bow and quickly retreated.
However, to Augustus’s frustration, the ice sword above his head moved in sync with him.
No matter which direction he dodged, the ice sword followed him closely.
With a downward press of Leo’s right hand sword fingers, the ice sword slashed down towards Augustus’s head.
Augustus’s large body couldn’t dodge in time; after tilting his head, the ice sword slashed his left shoulder.
Like cutting through tofu, the ice sword severed Augustus’s entire left arm.
Blood spurted from Augustus’s shoulder like a fountain.
“Ah…!” Augustus let out a piercing scream that echoed through the night sky.
After his left arm fell to the ground, it still tightly gripped the Tess Holy Bow.
Augustus clutched his left shoulder with his right paw, his ferocious wolf face filled with uncontrollable fear.
He never expected Leo to cut off his left arm so easily.
Augustus’s scream and the sight of his severed wolf arm on the ground filled the other Werewolves’ eyes with intense fear.
They knew that Augustus was their greatest and most powerful king, yet now he had been easily disarmed by a human.
This scene also stunned the members of the True Martial Sect hiding in the trees and the Orientia Ninja.
“Next, I’ll cut off your right arm!” Leo’s eyes were cold and his words were unquestionable.
With another movement of Leo’s right hand, another ice sword appeared in mid-air.
Then, without mercy, the ice sword slashed towards Augustus’s right shoulder.
Augustus still couldn’t dodge; with a “pfft,” his right arm was severed at the root.
Blood spurted again, followed by another of Augustus’s piercing screams.
Everyone was once again stunned by this scene.
Strong, incredibly strong!
“Augustus, next will be your legs!” Leo’s cold gaze swept over Augustus’s thick wolf legs.
Augustus’s wolf face twisted in pain and distorted in fear.
“Stop!” Oliver roared in terror.
Oliver’s roar was meaningless. Leo’s right hand sword fingers made a horizontal slash.
An ice blade cut through Augustus’s legs.
After a sound of slicing flesh, Augustus’s legs were severed at the root.
The Wolf Tribe Prince’s blood stained the ground red.
Without his legs for support, Augustus’s body fell to the ground.
This time Augustus didn’t scream because he couldn’t make a sound anymore.
Augustus’s body lay on the ground, blood spurting from all four limbs, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
He wanted to move but couldn’t move at all.
“Now you can die.” Leo made another slash with his right hand sword fingers.
An ice blade cut across Augustus’s neck.
Augustus’s head fell from his neck.
The terror and unwillingness in Augustus’s eyes quickly faded as life left him.
The Wolf Tribe Prince, Augustus, was dead!
“The mighty Wolf Tribe Prince was actually dismembered and killed!” Yota’s eyes were full of horror.
Eleanor was so frightened that her palms and back were covered in cold sweat.
The members of the True Martial Sect were all pale-faced as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
Such a brutal killing of a Wolf Tribe Prince could indeed be considered one of the most terrifying things in the world.
“How could he become so strong!?” Elder Redmond’s voice trembled as a huge sense of powerlessness surged within him.
After killing Augustus, Leo’s cold gaze swept over the remaining Werewolves.
Feeling Leo’s murderous gaze, all the Werewolves’ large bodies couldn’t stop trembling.
After sweeping over the Werewolves, Leo fixed his gaze on the large trees at the edge of Martial Arts Square.
In those trees were members of the True Martial Sect.
Seeing Leo’s gaze sweep over them, the members of the True Martial Sect felt a chill in their hearts and didn’t dare to breathe loudly.
“Tonight, anyone who dares to trespass into my Seven Stars Sword Sect will leave their life behind!” Leo’s tone was icy cold and his voice echoed far and wide.
As soon as he finished speaking, Leo formed a spell with his right hand fingers.
Pure Spiritual Power surged from Leo’s body.
In an instant, thirty ice swords appeared in the night sky.
The thirty ice swords lined up in mid-air, their tips all pointing at thirty Werewolves on the ground below.
“Run!!”
Facing Leo’s ice swords, Oliver, the only remaining Wolf Tribe Prince, had no courage to resist and roared in terror.
Before he finished speaking, Oliver took off running towards the Seven Stars Sword Sect gate.
The other Werewolves had already been scared out of their wits and followed Oliver in a frantic escape.
“None of you will escape!” Leo snorted coldly and waved his right hand.
Thirty ice swords pierced through space simultaneously shooting towards thirty fleeing Werewolves.