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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 943

The sharp sword radiance that swept toward Solana shattered in an instant. The Ghoul-Locker Spear seemed to have crushed pieces of glass. Large cracks spread in the direction of Hann Gibson like a dense spider web.

Hann’s face changed instantly. In the midst of the storm, he could clearly feel the terrifying power coming from his opponent. The power was completely superior to his!

‘How is this possible!’ Hann Gibson gasped.

Just then, a strong wind blew again.

Swoosh!

There seemed to be a whirlpool on the flat ground. Hann saw Solana loosen her grip on the spear.

Seeing this scene, he felt relieved. ‘This idiot, Solana actually abandoned her weapon when she had an advantage! She is so stupid that she can not be saved!’

But at this time, a white light suddenly flashed through Hann’s mind.

Two years ago, the scene in the nation’s official religion election and the arena appeared in his mind like lightning. At that time, Solana also gave up her weapon.

‘Could it be…?’ Hann’s pupils suddenly contracted. His heart almost stopped beating.

Seeing Solana suddenly speed up, he only felt all the blood in his body rushing to his brain. His hands and feet became cold.

‘This crazy woman!’

“The Strangulation of an Angered Dragon!”

Bang!

The air suddenly exploded. The shattered sword radiance exploded into chaos. In the chaos, a white arm suddenly stretched out. Solana’s five fingers bent like dragon claws.

The fingers broke through the shackles of the void and went straight to Hann’s chest. At this moment, he didn’t even have time to react. How could he resist or even fight back?

Chi la!

Bang!

There was a roar like a war drum in his chest. Hann raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone’s brain went blank. They couldn’t believe what they saw.

“How dare you!” a loud shout rang out like thunder.

At the same time, a green light, thin and long, was shot straight into Solana’s throat.

At this moment, Solana was in the air. It was very difficult for her to avoid it.

Cloud Gibson’s heart suddenly tightened. If Solana was shot, she would die.

Almost at the same time, the man who had just shouted also flew over. Like a giant roc spreading its wings, he passed over everyone’s heads and landed steadily. Although Solana had severely injured Hann with one claw, her death seemed inevitable.

Seeing this scene, Caspian laughed. No one could see how he moved.

When everyone saw him again, Caspian had already stood in front of Solana. He raised his right palm and firmly grabbed a two-foot-long green arrow. At the end of the arrow, several feathers were still trembling slightly.

Caspian slowly moved his hand away and looked at the man who had just landed not far away with a faint smile on his face. “You bullied the weak and secretly attacked the weak. This… I’m afraid it’s not appropriate.”

Caspian was staring at a middle-aged man who looked about 40 years old.

“Old man, do you know him?” Caspian glanced at Cloud.

Cloud was especially displeased with this address. However, the realm of Caspian was here, and he had just saved Solana, so Cloud comforted himself in his heart not to argue with him.

When he said this, Cloud deliberately emphasized the word “Spiritualist”. He meant to remind Caspian that Mr. Lionel was also a Holy Land Realm.

“Anyway, Lady Gibson was not injured. Casper, you just needs to stop. Don’t have any conflict with the host, lest they will be embarrassed.”

“Oh, I see,” Caspian nodded.

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