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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 641

Jessica became dumbfounded when she felt that unprecedented force, and she asked hesitantly, “That’s the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd?”

The Dark Moon Sect disciple beside her answered, “That should be it.”

Everyone could hear their violent heartbeats, and without blinking their eyes, they looked at the halberd slanting on the high platform in the distance.

Its blade was dark like a black hole, and it was as if their souls would be sucked away with just a glance.

On the blade’s edge, thin red lines appeared again as if they were traces left by some kind of cut.

Moreover, the lines were constantly permeating bursts of dark and destructive aura.

“An almost… Spirit tool…”

The scene instantly became even quieter.

The Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was an almost spirit tool!

Caspian’s eyes also flashed brightly as he could feel that even though his Ghoul-Locker Spear was also an almost spirit tool, the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was completely different from it.

However, he still could not tell the specific mystery as the distance was too far.

One thing was certain, The Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was a magic weapon that no Pulse Control Realm cultivators could refuse!

Judging from the competition system of the nation’s official religion election, the sect that won the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd would naturally own the almost spirit tool.

As long as the sect was normal, the almost spirit tool would naturally be rewarded to the disciple who helped the sect obtain it.

In other words, whoever grabbed the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was equivalent to becoming the owner.

At the thought of that, almost everyone’s breathing became heavier.

“Everyone… We joined hands before to reach here, so our purpose has been achieved,” Emmett said with great difficulty, “now, there’s only one step away from the end of the competition.”

Without waiting for Emmett to finish speaking, Xander suddenly snorted.

“You want the Fauna Imperial Sect to go first?”

Emmett was suddenly left speechless.

Everyone’s eyes suddenly fell from the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd in the distance to the stone statues not far away.

Not only that, but there was also a massive chessboard between them and Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, which had sixty-four grids.

In each grid, there was a stone statue taller than a human being.

These statues were also different, and some were human-shaped, some were animal-shaped.

Although they were stone carvings, the craft was so vivid that anyone would have thought it was alive at first glance.

However, even after knowing that these were stone statues, everyone still felt a chill running down their spines, and their hair stood on end when these carvings stared at them.

“If we want to go to the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd’s stone platform, we must pass this chessboard,” then, Xander sneered and continued, “I don’t believe that these stone carvings have no mystery and will directly let you pass smoothly.”

Emmett turned to look at the stone carvings, and his expressions also kept changing.

He realized that he spoke too soon.

The closer it was to the end, the calmer and more cautious one should be.

He just made the mistake of being too hasty.

However, the Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd, who represented victory and future, was just within reach in front of him.

For a moment, Emmett could not make up his mind, and it was as if his heart was scratched by sharp claws.

After hesitating, Emmett said, “If that’s the case, we might as well…”

“Emmett, if it‘s about your future, you can think carefully before making a decision.

However, the interests of the sect and others are equally important, and the opportunity is fleeting.

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