Chapter 612: Chapter 465: Spacetime Trap (2)

A watery mist began to spread through the ranks of the great cosmic families, extinguishing the Fire Tribe’s superpowers and obstructing everyone’s vision.

Swarms of mutated bees attacked from the air with their stingers. Aided by Flora Bloom’s watery mist, Vert’s children remained obscured from view even after their invisibility wore off.

More and more of them fell to deadly attacks from unseen assailants. Unable to even catch a glimpse of their foes, an atmosphere of terror spread through their ranks.

Flora Bloom paid special attention to the members of the Rook and Seymour families. While Lex Cross fought Quentin Pryce on equal footing, growing fiercer with every exchange, Jude Seymour had already been stung all over his head by the mutated bees and was now poisoned.

Besieged by three invisible smaller Verts, Irene Seymour was finally overwhelmed, her delicate neck severed by a scythe.

Aaron Rook was the only Cosmic Level expert in their group. His expression darkened as he saw his side being completely suppressed.

"Aaron Rook, is your family’s War God coming or not?" Jude Seymour shouted, glaring at him. "I’m starting to suspect you’ve sided with the Cross family! Are you just waiting for us all to die so you two can split the Divine-level Space Fragment?"

His daughter, Irene Seymour, was dead. The rest of the Seymour family was nearly wiped out. Though they had originally been subordinates of the Rook family, none of that mattered in the face of death!

The great families, who once held a commanding advantage, were suddenly in complete disarray. Watching from the sidelines like a mere spectator, the man from Thundersnow Temple fought the urge to laugh.

Flora Bloom leaped onto the Golden Crow’s back and looked toward the man from Thundersnow Temple. "Thunder-Snow War God, I find that gloating often invites disaster. Why don’t you just join us?"

The man from Thundersnow Temple’s face darkened slightly before he broke into a smile. "I’ll pass on joining you. I think it’s best if I take my leave now. That female War God from the Rook family is not someone to be trifled with. You’d best be careful!"

With that, the man from Thundersnow Temple transformed into a snow-white Thunderbird and soared into the sky.

"He sure ran off fast!"

Flora Bloom muttered to herself. Solomon Sterling, who was also on the Golden Crow’s back, chuckled. "It’s a good thing he chose not to get involved in this war.

Your Water Element domain superpower is formidable, but you’re still only at the Cosmic Level. If the man from Thundersnow Temple had joined the fight, his Thunder Snow Domain—which is an area-of-effect type like yours—would have allowed him to launch devastating attacks from within it.

Had he chosen to fight, our numerical advantage with these evolved creatures would have meant nothing."

Soon, not only were the great families left battered and bruised, but Quentin Pryce had also been defeated. His body was covered in wounds that refused to heal, each one tainted by Lex Cross’s devouring power.

"Lex Cross! You can’t kill me! If you do, the Fire Tribe will never let you get away with it!"

Lex Cross wasted no words. With a single swing of his black sword, a fierce, unyielding bolt of lightning cloaked in devouring power shot toward Quentin Pryce.

The Golden Crow had already stripped Quentin Pryce of his core Fire Element superpower. Now, he was like a powerless winged man. A piece had been torn from one of his fire-feathered wings, leaving him not only gravely injured but also unable to fly.

Seeing his life hanging by a thread, Quentin Pryce glared at Lex Cross with bitter resentment. He struggled to rise to his feet to dodge the final blow, but his body wouldn’t obey.

"Such killing intent from the young master of the Cross family! What could Quentin Pryce have possibly done to make you want to kill him so badly?"

Suddenly, a white light descended from the sky, enveloping Quentin Pryce. All his injuries, even those inflicted by the devouring power, began to slowly heal.

"A Life System superpower, a rank higher than the Healing System? The same power as Evangeline Rook?" Flora Bloom looked at Graham Cross. "Is that the War God from the Rook family?"

"That’s right. She’s here." Graham Cross sighed. "It seems this battle won’t be ending anytime soon. Everyone knows there is a woman among the Rook family’s War Gods who inherited their Life System superpower and possesses the ability to bring the dead back to life. It is precisely because of her that the Rook family has achieved its current standing over the years, even though the combat strength of its members is generally average.

If they get their hands on the Divine-level Space Fragment, I’m afraid it won’t be long before they surpass our Cross family."

Everyone heard Graham Cross’s words loud and clear, including, of course, Rona Rook.

She smiled sweetly at the group on the Golden Crow, then nodded to Graham Cross. "Graham, my friend, that’s where you’re wrong. The Rook family detests conflict more than anything. We always try to persuade others toward peace when we can.

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