"Ah!" Suddenly, from the chaos came the Tyrant's anguished roar, accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing.
Immediately after, a massive arm suddenly fell from the chaos, with a torrential blood rain pouring from the wound.
On this arm remained a blood-red arm guard, which was unmistakably the Tyrant's arm guard!
His arm had been cut off!
The followers and soldiers under the Tyrant's command all turned pale, their bodies trembling violently, their eyes fixed on that chaos.
"He's on the brink of defeat!"
"Quick, kill him while you can!"
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Don't let him escape!"
For a moment, the excited voices of countless demigods echoed from the chaos.
The brilliance and clamor within the chaos suddenly escalated to the extreme, indicating that the battle had reached its final stage, about to be decided.
The air was filled with a tragic aura, as if an epic was nearing its end, a legendary figure approaching the terminus of life.
