Chapitre 239: Assistance or walking into trouble!

On the mountain slope, Just as Crulior took his arm back, the corpse of Cang fell to the ground in the feet of a shocked Isley. She couldn't believe how all this happened. The protective dome which was made for defense, Crulior easily penetrates it with his bare hands. 

The shredding rotating water which was enough to demolish attacks, couldn't stop him for a second. He looked at his arm, and as expected not a single scratch was made on it. He shook his head, seemingly on the weakness of the warrior as he couldn't withstand even his single blow. 

"Well, that was quite anti-climatic. Then to end this farce!"

He looked at stunned Isley and flicked his hand at her. It was like slapping a mosquito, he wanted to slam her head into pieces. Isley, who was in mortal danger, didn't respond a bit. Clearly, she had lost herself the moment life left Cang's eyes. She had accepted her death as well.