Since Samantha did not ask them to stop, these two disciples did not dare to stop.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull sound continued.
After a while, the faces of the two disciples were already covered with a thick layer of blood.
On the ground, blood also sputtered out in large and shocking puddles.
“Hmm… You’re quite sincere in admitting you’re wrong.” Samantha nodded.
Even though the two disciples did not stop kowtowing, their eyes flashed with uncontrollable joy.
“I can‘t blame you for this, and you’ve done enough,” Samantha said again.
These two disciples also began to relax.
However, Samantha’s voice sounded again, “But we can’t let anyone find out about the Messengers of Light and Thunder’s deaths, so…”
In an instant, the two disciples were horrified, and they all straightened up, looking at Samantha with eyes filled with shock and fear.
“Please spare our lives…”
“Blame them for dying,” Samantha shook her head and raised her hand, adding, “I‘ll help you convey your dissatisfaction when I return.”
No one saw her movements, but with two swoops, the bodies of the two disciples froze in place, and there were two blood holes pierced through their chests.
As for their hearts, Samantha squeezed them, turning them into a thick pulp of flesh and blood that dripped from Samantha’s palm to the ground.
Samantha’s gaze fell on the remaining disciple, who was in charge of following the Messenger of Fire.
At that time, he lowered his head, and his body visibly trembled.
“Don’t be afraid, as the Messenger of Fire is alive and well,” Samantha reassured.
The disciple raised his head, his face full of gratitude, and he tremblingly said, “Thank, thank you…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Samantha uttered.
“It’s a pity that you knew about the death of the Messengers of Light and Thunder.”
The disciple was stunned, and he cursed Samantha in his heart.
If Samantha did not reveal the matter, no one would know! Nonetheless, the disciple would never dare to say something like that.
Then, he stood up with great difficulty and stared at Samantha, slowly backing away.
“I’ll… I’ll keep this a secret… Please… Please rest assured…”
“No.
I can’t.” Samantha shook her head, destroying the last hope in his heart.
The disciple decisively turned around and rushed out at the fastest speed.
He knew that he would be charged with betraying his teacher if he ran away.
However, it was better to be called a traitor than to die here in vain!
”Trying to escape?” Samantha sneered.
As usual, Samantha just raised her hand, and the running disciple suddenly trembled.
Due to inertia, he staggered and rushed forward more than ten meters before finally standing there, unable to move.
When he lowered his head, the disciple saw a terrifying blood hole in his chest.
It was huge and directly pierced through his back, lung cavity, and chest.
On one side of the wound, a pink flesh ball could be vaguely seen, beating rhythmically.
Soon, he heard Samantha’s ruthless voice coming from behind him.
“Betraying the master.
Die!”
Bang!
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