Chapter 694

Wu Zhong roared: "What are you waiting for? Cripple him, now!"

The surrounding Holy See Crusaders all surged forward, the Royal Griffins streaked down from above, and the Hellhounds spat flames as they charged.

But it was still too late.

Blue blood shot rapidly into the sky.

Zhao Quan gave a cold snort: "Go on, crush them underfoot!"

Boom!

A giant foot stomped down, and everyone jumped.

Every remaining crumbling house around them collapsed.

Boom!

The other foot stomped down as well.

Over a dozen Hellhounds turned into dog meat.

Everyone couldn't help but look up.

They saw a giant soaring straight into the clouds.

The giant beastman they'd seen earlier had already been huge, but it could only reach this giant's knee.

Is this freaking Ultraman?

Zhao Chi watched the giant in terror.

Of course it couldn't be Ultraman—this was a Titan.

Never thought I'd get to see a Titan with my own eyes.

Zhao Quan actually has something like this?

Wu Zhong was thinking the exact same thing.

He was already dumbfounded.

Where did Zhao Quan get a Titan?

A Titan can be tamed too?

And right now every summoning channel has clearly been sealed off…

So how did Zhao Quan summon this Titan?

The most important thing is no longer these questions—what do we do now?

Even if we kill Zhao Quan right now, how do we deal with that Titan?

But there was no time to think it through.

Lightning glowed in the Titan's hands.

The clouds in the sky began to gather.

Zhao Chi felt his body itch in the air—the effect only a powerful electric field could produce.

"Dodge! Scatter!!"

Wu Zhong barked in panic.

"Scatter? Heh."

At Zhao Quan's cold laugh, the Titan's fists slammed out.

Boom!!

Boom!!

Two bolts of wild thunder shot down.

Two waves of lightning surged up from the ground.

Every enemy around Zhao Quan lit up, like lightbulbs being charged.

Zhao Chi could almost see their skeletons.

But in an instant, Zhao Chi also felt his body go extremely numb.

He was in midair, for crying out loud—the thunder's power was too strong.

Whoosh—thud!

Zhao Chi crashed to the ground, feeling pain all over his body.

His eyes were hard to open, an intensely drowsy feeling washing over him.

Can't pass out… absolutely can't pass out…

Zhao Chi's body trembled as he forced his eyes open wide.

All around had gone quiet.

Wu Zhong and all the rebel soldiers lay flat on the ground, motionless, bodies smoking from the char.

The Hellhounds were already cooked.

The Royal Griffins all lay on the ground writhing in agony, feathers from their wings scattered everywhere, like plucked chickens scalded of their plumage.

They were flapping their wings… no, they were trembling from the electricity, not flapping their wings.

Thud!

The Titan stomped down, and the Royal Griffins became meat patties.

The Holy See Crusaders were still standing, but they could no longer move, all bracing their bodies with their greatswords.

The Titan gave a cold snort high in the air.

Apparently displeased that they hadn't fallen.

The Titan raised one leg and kicked out heavily.

Bang bang bang!

The Holy Hall Crusaders flew in every direction like steel cannonballs.

Even if they weren't electrocuted to death, they'd be kicked to death or smashed to death from the fall.

All the enemies around had been completely wiped out.