Chapter 1150

Lazarus leaned closer to Nash nervously.

“What is it? I don’t seem to hear anything!”

Nash shone his flashlight on the two-meter-tall bronze statue.

The statue held an ax in both hands. He had a ferocious grin on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells.

Just one look would make one’s heart tremble.

Nash looked into the statue’s eyes, and a majestic voice suddenly came into his ears. “Kneel…”

The voice was like thunder.

Nash’s energy and blood surged. The mental power in his mind almost collapsed.

He used his true energy to resist this pressure.

Spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions on the stone bricks underfoot.

“My ass! Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”

Nash gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched out.

and shook the

statue in the chest, and the statue slid five

pressure dissipated

“That’s it?”

across the ground and arrived in

the two giant axes in

out

as lightning. The sonic boom caused cracks to appear on the walls of the underground

was knocked away again.

intending to smash the

Another thunderous voice

shadow appeared out of thin air in front of the bronze statue.

held a huge ax that

in both hands

heaven

this ax was

held out the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before him.

away by the sharp edge of the ax.

appeared on the

What the fuck?

a magical weapon, but it actually cracked?

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