"Huh, even after being targeted by the fleet's concentrated fire, there's still a body remaining. Truly befitting of a demon who cultivated the 'Magic and Martial Unity!'"
Wang Yuan, who had thought it impossible for any spoils of war to remain, was just about to prepare to go out and provide support.
Unexpectedly, at the bottom of the charred crater, he found a significant surprise.
Just now, Red Xiazi had been completely annihilated under the bombardment, with the fierce Thunder Power of the [Thunder Sails Cannon] not even giving it a chance to become a ghost.
However, the huge pincer it had used to unleash [Nine Yang Cannon Fist] was still intact.
It was a rich crimson all over, emitting a seductive, mutated fragrance.
A bright yellow [Divine Power Talisman] looking like a large prawn with its claws outstretched, was struggling bit by bit to escape from that pincer, and in the next moment, it was about to completely vanish into thin air.
Slap!
