705: Difficult evacuation, the dust has settled

In an instant, Ning Qiancheng's body began to twist and swell, his skin cracking inch by inch, revealing the crimson-gold bones and writhing flesh beneath.

His figure rose to three zhang, and with a 'crack', his spine split open, six ferocious bone spurs breaking through his body, like the spinal bones of some ancient fierce beast.

His face was completely contorted, fangs protruding, and his eyes transformed into two burning crimson-gold flames.

Ning Qiancheng let out a low roar, suddenly raised his hand, and grabbed the golden spear embedded in his chest, actually pulling it out of his body!

The God of War's will wrapped around the spear shaft wildly counterattacked, but his palm remained unmoving like an iron clamp.

"King Arthur's spear?"

His voice was like sand grinding, laced with sarcasm, "Here, have it back!"

"Whoosh—"

The golden spear was thrown back by him, its speed tearing through the air, shooting straight towards Constantine, who was watching from afar!

At the same time, the six bone spurs on Ning Qiancheng's back suddenly elongated, like six crimson-gold spears, instantly piercing three of the twelve Knights of the Round Table!

"Retreat!"

Lancelot roared, but it was already too late.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Three bone spurs pierced through the Knights' chests; their armor was like paper before these crimson-gold bone spurs.

Even more terrifying, the bodies of the impaled Knights visibly shriveled at a speed perceptible to the naked eye, as if all their vital essence had been completely devoured!

Robert's face suddenly changed, "He... he's absorbing our power!"

Ning Qiancheng chuckled, slowly turning his neck, his crimson-gold, flame-like gaze locking onto the remaining Knights of the Round Table.

With the fall of the three, their connection was instantly weakened by more than half, and their might was completely suppressed by Ning Qiancheng.

"Now, it's my turn."

As Ning Qiancheng's words fell, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield solidified to the extreme.

This was not his arrogance, but rather that he indeed had the confidence.

He clearly knew the current state of the three strongest experts of the Great Eagle Country; they were simply unable to act in a short period of time.

As for Robert, although his combined strength with the other Knights of the Round Table was not weak, he was no match for him.

Coupled with the departure of General Wang Lian and others, he had no more reservations.

"Today, let's settle this once and for all!"

Ning Qiancheng let out a low growl, and the next moment he vanished from his original spot.

When he reappeared, he was behind a Wang Realm Late Stage expert; with his Black Moon Spear piercing through him, that person was sucked dry into a mummy before he could even react.

This caused Ning Qiancheng's recovery speed to suddenly increase by three tenths; he did not stop there but quickly locked onto his next target.

"Stop him quickly!"

The remaining Knights of the Round Table exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock and resolve.

They hadn't expected the previously normal Ning Qiancheng to suddenly erupt, not only killing three of their Knights of the Round Table but also showing a strong tendency to wipe out all the experts of their Great Eagle Country.

Constantine sat cross-legged in the distance, his gaze deep, staring at Ning Qiancheng, who had completely transformed into the true body of a Corpse Ancestor.

His golden spear had been thrown back by Ning Qiancheng, and although it hadn't caused any damage, a ripple had formed in his heart.

"Ning Qiancheng, you are indeed powerful, but do you think your mere Half-Step Emperor Realm strength is enough to run wild as you please?"

Constantine's voice suddenly echoed across the battlefield; his figure abruptly vanished, reappearing above Ning Qiancheng's head, a dazzling light condensing on the spear in his hand, ready to deliver a fatal blow.

However, Ning Qiancheng seemed indifferent to Constantine's actions; his six bone spurs coiled in the air like living creatures, ready to deliver a fatal blow to any enemy at any moment.

At the same time, his crimson-gold eyes flickered with madness and excitement, as if full of anticipation for the coming battle.

"Constantine, I know you are an Emperor Realm, but how much strength can you exert now?

This battle had no victor from the start, only survivors.

And I am destined to be the one standing at the end."

Ning Qiancheng laughed loudly, his voice full of confidence and arrogance.

"However, if you are willing to hand over that Insect Emperor Core, I can promise you that I will leave and not actively step into your Great Eagle Country, how about it?"

At the same time, his six bone spurs, along with the Black Moon Spear in his hand, shot out like arrows from a bow, heading straight for King Arthur.

In an instant, they violently collided with the golden spear, and ripples spread throughout the surrounding space.

Ning Qiancheng's figure retreated sharply but suffered no substantial harm, while Constantine, whose seven orifices had stopped bleeding, now began to bleed again.

"If you force yourself to act again, aren't you afraid your realm will become unstable?!"

Ning Qiancheng's voice rang in Constantine's ear, the mockery and threat within it self-evident.

As he spoke, his figure appeared like a ghost behind a King Realm Expert, unleashing a punch that directly killed him and then he swallowed him whole.

Constantine's gaze darkened, and the next moment, he actually closed his eyes.

Ning Qiancheng was startled at first, then he felt a terrifying threat, a threat far surpassing Elizabeth's previous arrows.

"Escape!"

This was the only thought in his mind; he turned and fled, his bone wings flapping, quickly putting several miles between them.

And just then, when Constantine opened his eyes again, his pupils had turned a brilliant golden, and the aura emanating from him became even more powerful.

The longsword in his hand began to glow with a golden light, as if resonating with heaven and earth, preparing to unleash its final attack.

"Go to hell."

Constantine's voice was as cold as a biting wind, and as his words fell, the entire space seemed to tremble.

A golden spear light streaked across the sky, carrying an unstoppable momentum, chasing directly after Ning Qiancheng.

A warning bell rang loudly in Ning Qiancheng's heart; he could feel the terror of this strike, far beyond any previous attack.

He desperately flapped the bone wings on his back, his speed soaring to its limit, attempting to escape this fatal blow.

However, the golden spear light seemed to transcend the limitations of space; no matter how Ning Qiancheng fled, it followed him like a shadow, locking onto him tightly.

Ning Qiancheng's face showed an unprecedented solemnity; he knew that if he couldn't avoid this blow, he was very likely to perish here.

"Roar!"

Ning Qiancheng roared, the remaining power in his body surged wildly, his body expanded again, and the six bone spurs emitted an even more dazzling light, as if they were transforming into six true divine weapons, ready to cut through all obstacles.

He suddenly turned around, the Black Moon Spear in his hand Cohesion his last will, transforming into a black lightning bolt that collided with the golden sword light in mid-air.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion resounded, energy overflowed, and the entire battlefield trembled.

The shockwave generated by the collision of Ning Qiancheng's and Constantine's attacks annihilated everything around them, and even the distant spectators felt an indescribable fear.

Constantine stood there, his golden eyes flickering with fatigue, but his aura remained powerful, as if the recent battle was merely a warm-up.

As the dust settled, Ning Qiancheng's body was covered in wounds, clearly indicating that this strike had caused him immense damage.

However, he used the recoil to create distance and flew further and further away.

He hadn't expected Constantine to be able to unleash such an attack; he dared not gamble anymore.

If Elizabeth and Andre also recovered and joined the fight, he would undoubtedly die.