The crowd below was immediately horrified to discover that the entire moat began to surge and churn, with Deadpool rising up little by little like a monstrous wave, carrying the thick, dark green moat water like raindrops.
As Xiao Wujie extended his slender hand with increasing force, the veins on the back of his white hand bulged out. The entire hive of dead servants floated in the air like a huge black cloud, struggling and emitting hoarse growls.
His gaze sharpened, and his slender hand suddenly clenched.
The dark clouds that blotted out the sky were like a giant origami sheet being turned over and folded, with a crisp, deafening cracking sound like bones breaking.
A few beads of sweat appeared on his pale face, and Xiao Wujie's face turned slightly pale, but his aura became more and more fierce, and silver light flashed from his fingertips again.
The sky was once again filled with Deadpools, compressed and folded like origami, and wisps of dust visibly drifted through the air.
That meant Deadpool, whose body wasn't tough enough, was crushed into dust.
Despite lacking consciousness, Deadpool, still retaining an instinct for self-preservation, seemed to sense the tangible aura of destruction, letting out a frantic and chilling struggle and roar.
As silver light continued to flash from Xiao Wujie's fingertips, everyone was horrified to see the Death Servant in the air compressed into a black cube as if it were folded from paper.
The twisted body was completely crushed into a black meat patty, with thick, dark green blood and ashes constantly falling.
"Find cover and hide!"
Chu Liyue's cold and dignified voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears.
She stood against the wind, holding a silver gun in her hand. A chilling energy was constantly accumulating at the muzzle, tearing and ripping the surrounding air.
With a flash of light in her eyes, her slender figure suddenly leaped high into the air. With a "whoosh," a thick, flowing blue light shot into the sky, heading straight for the black cube.
The next moment, blinding light swept through every corner, and the dark world was instantly illuminated as if it were daytime.
Xiao Wujie landed on the ground, his body unsteady, his face deathly pale, large beads of sweat constantly sliding down his face and neck.
As the light burst forth, he couldn't help but half-close his eyes, and through the gap in his eyes, he vaguely saw a slender figure heading straight for him.
He was panting heavily, and relying on a strange intuition, he instinctively opened his arms forward...
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