The television cabinet, like a small mountain, bore down with an incomparably wild and fierce momentum.
Whoosh——
It was as if Tarzan himself pressed down from the top!
Hall Master Mars sneered, "Little girl, go to your death, I'll smash you into mincemeat!"
Doudou still shouldered her spear, as if she hadn't seen it.
A mocking smile played across her little face.
It was as if she had something to rely on.
This attitude made the seasoned leaders of the assassins both frustrated and uneasy.
Suddenly!!
From the little cutie's body, a pale purple smoke suddenly swirled out, just like the ones that had pulled back several Thunder Bombs from outside the window before.
This smoke instantly enveloped the huge television cabinet, like a meat grinder, shredding it to pieces.
Hall Master Mars's pupils shrank repeatedly as he yelled, "So you have such a Magic Weapon!"
Despite his shout, his feet didn't pause, as he continued to bolt towards the doorway.
