Flynn White was also surprised to find that something about Holly Morgan had changed.
To be more precise, everything about her was different.
Her attacks were no longer chaotic; every vine seemed intent on dragging him into Umbrath!
However, he was also the one who knew her weaknesses best.
Wind Blades assailed Holly Morgan from all directions, and blood quickly began to seep from her wounds.
"Just a Protective Puppet, and now you want to betray your master?
You’ll soon understand what an honor it is to be my puppet!"
Four Wind Dragon Vortexes, each several meters high, swept up debris from the ground and charged toward Holly Morgan.
The air filled with flying sand and stones, completely obscuring their vision.
Nina Jacobs held her Fire Element Superpower at the ready.
But then, a thick vine shot out from the ground behind Holly Morgan. It grew with incredible speed, as if it were about to pierce the heavens.
The vine ultimately grew taller than the Wind Dragon Vortexes, and Holly Morgan had already leaped to its very top!
The vortexes’ attack was instantly nullified. While Flynn White was still reeling in shock, Holly Morgan was already descending from the sky!
"Don’t even think about it!"
Flynn White quickly conjured a Wind Shield in front of him and hurled several Wind Balls at the approaching Holly Morgan.
The power of an Intermediate Wind Shield was more than enough to block Holly Morgan’s attack.
But it still left Flynn White’s hands instantly drenched in blood.
Just as he prepared to press his assault, a piercing pain shot through his foot.
A Stone Spike had erupted from the ground, piercing the sole of his foot.
"Nina Jacobs... You dare to take advantage of my predicament!"
Flynn White spat hatefully.
Seizing the opportunity, deep purple thorns rapidly spread from the side and wrapped around Flynn White’s leg.
"I will... kill you!"
The Wood Element Superpower in Holly Morgan’s hands surged. Amidst Flynn White’s bloodcurdling screams, the deep purple thorns formed a cage, tightly encasing him.
Flynn White immediately conjured Wind Blades to sever the thorns, but as soon as he cut them, they instantly healed.
Nina Jacobs retracted her Superpower.
’It looks like Holly Morgan doesn’t need my help anymore.’
Flynn White had trapped her soul, and now she had personally crafted a cage of thorns for him.
SHINK!
Several thorns, along with the Wood Grain Blade, stabbed into Flynn White.
Holly Morgan had finally killed him with her own hands.
"Someone’s coming,"
Nina Jacobs said.
’It must be the people who were with Flynn White. He just got back faster than them.’
"Kill them all!"
Holly Morgan pulled out the Wood Grain Blade, which was dripping with Flynn White’s blood.
Her eyes had become bloodthirsty as she stared at the eight Superpower Users who had just arrived.
"Holly Morgan? Aren’t you dead?"
Their leader, Roy Caldwell, stared in disbelief at the Holly Morgan standing before them.
What made them think their eyes were playing tricks on them was the sight of the person trapped in the thorns behind her—he looked incredibly familiar!
"It’s Mr. White! She killed Mr. White!"
someone shouted.
Only then did Holly Morgan retract the purple thorns, revealing a corpse riddled with stab wounds, which fell stiffly to the ground.
It really was Flynn White!
Roy Caldwell and his men were horrified and immediately assumed attack stances.
The previous battle had drained a massive amount of Holly Morgan’s Superpower, and it was clear she was no match for eight people now.
However, her eyes still blazed with unyielding killing intent!
After Nina Jacobs and Wayne Warner quickly joined the fray, Wayne sent one man flying several meters with a single punch.
Holly Morgan then swiftly pierced the man’s heart with her Wood Grain Blade, stabbing him several more times for good measure.
Nina Jacobs glanced over; Holly Morgan’s face was filled with satisfaction as she killed.
’Is this a side effect of the Puppetry Technique?’
Nina Jacobs looked away. The three of them quickly finished off Roy Caldwell and his seven men.
"Killed them all, hehe..."
Holly Morgan knelt before a corpse, pulling her blood-soaked blade out as if it took the last ounce of her strength.

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