It was like a roaring thunder falling into a quiet city. The sacred tranquility was broken in an instant. Everyone's expression became distorted and terrified. At the same time, under this instantaneous erosion, their flesh and blood bodies were gradually deformed, as if it was difficult to maintain their human form, and they began to collapse.
This was a counterattack from Watson. Perhaps Edlund did not expect that Watson would still have the courage to resist him after seeing the gap in strength. This attack allowed Watson to take the initiative.
The clash of wills was thus triggered, and Watson attacked along the path he had eroded, slamming into Edren's [Gap].
She tried her best, but after a short pause, she felt that all her strength was poured into the iron wall, and everything was in vain. She could only slightly shake Edren's [gap].
Blood oozed from the corners of Edren's eyes. The blow did not hurt him, but it did cause some impact.
Watson was gasping for breath, feeling horrified by what he had just done.
At the moment of attacking Edlen, the [gap] between Watson and Edlen was extremely close. Under the iron-wall-like defense, Watson felt the hideousness and brutality coming from behind the iron wall. It was an ominous breath, as if the iron wall was not a defense, but a cage, firmly binding the dark will behind it.
"You... what on earth are you?"
Watson gritted his teeth, his expression solemn.
This counterattack was not only to repel Edlon, but more to test him and see if there was any chance to find his weakness. Obviously Watson didn't find it, not only that, it seemed to have angered him.
Edlen is different from all the enemies Watson has encountered before. For him, the entity is just a carrier of his will. The real battlefield is the void [gap]. His appearance directly breaks Watson's conventional understanding of battle. Even with a sharp sword in his hand, it is of no use at all.
Edlen's expression gradually became ferocious. He seemed calm and indifferent, but Watson could vaguely sense that, like the violent aura behind the iron wall, all this was just Edlen's appearance. His delicate reason barely restrained his nature to prevent him from doing more crazy things.
So... all means have been exhausted.
Under Edlon's gaze, Watson smiled indifferently, and the next moment his flesh and blood body collapsed. Blood kept pouring out of his sunken scarlet eye sockets, and meaningless whimpers came from his throat. His bones became fragile and were easily broken by the muscles attached to them. Finally, they collapsed and crumbled into a blurry mass of flesh and blood.
Watson is dead... No, not yet.
Edlund discovered that the will no longer existed in this flesh and blood. In the end, Watson chose to escape, but it was useless. Watson had already used up her springboard. Now if she wanted to leave, she needed to erode the target first. She and Edlund returned to the same starting line, but it was obvious that she could not outrun Edlun.
Edlen closed his eyes. Erosion was like waves on the sea, sweeping across the land quickly, searching for Watson's location. But this time the waves did not bring any response, only the silence that could not be disturbed.
Watson disappeared.
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