No no no no!

I'm so unlucky, I can't use my precious luck on something like this.

With this thought in mind, Palmer shifted the tip of his sword and pointed it at another person with power. According to Aurora's calculations, the other person was actually just a believer.

I can't imitate Boluogo. This guy can be as powerful as a rainbow, all because he is undead, and every battle becomes a life-and-death fight.

As for myself? I have bad luck to begin with. I only have one life left, so I have to be more careful in my calculations.

Palmer has always believed in the law of conservation of luck, and now he has added the law of conservation of momentum. If someone in the team is as strong as a god of war, then someone must be a sneaky thief.

Thinking like this, in an instant, Palmer popped out at high speed, and the accumulated cyclones exploded, pushing his body out like a cannonball. The blocked air in front of him was also diverted by the airflow, even forming a short-term vacuum area.

A cone of cloud unfurled behind Palmer like a skirt.

Secret Energy·Breath of Wind.

The sharp sword tip reflected a rapid thunder, and the explosion broke through the sound barrier, shaking everyone's eardrums indiscriminately, like the roar of a giant.

Palmer's speed was so fast that he passed through the enemy group almost in the blink of an eye. The defenders only felt a hurricane passing by, and when they sensed it again, Palmer had appeared behind him.

As for the person with power targeted by Palmer, he only felt a breeze blowing against his face, and then it was like a picture with missing frames. One second, Palmer was still far away, and the next second, Palmer was there.

Disappeared.

At the same time, a bloody hole was dug out of his healthy torso, and his heart was completely penetrated. This was not the end. The strong wind following Palmer was like thousands of sharp swords, drilling into his chest with all the blood.

In the cave, he was repeatedly cut, strangled, and hacked.

Within seconds, the blood hole continued to expand, swallowing up the lungs, spine, internal organs, and even the entire torso. It was annihilated into a mass of minced flesh and blood mist in a swirling strangulation. The remaining limbs and head twisted and rotated.

Then, it was blown away by the howling wind, turning into pieces of meaty paste that evenly covered the ground.

Palmer rushed out nearly a hundred meters before slowly slowing down, and then the rumbling wind shattered the silence along the way.

When Palmer turned around, the power of the blessed aurora had dissipated, and the broken body fell into the darkness and disappeared.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Palmer realized that he seemed to be quite strong, and just like Bologo said, these people with the power of Aurora didn't seem to be that difficult to kill.

With this thought in mind, Palmer pointed the tip of his sword at the defender, and the cone-shaped cloud's skirt opened again.
Chapter completed!