章 839: Good Luck

For a moment, the world froze. Silence blanketed the battlefield like a suffocating fog.

Then it happened.

An immense force crashed into the heads of the twins and their spirits simultaneously, snapping their skulls violently to the side.

And then, with a brutal, explosive burst, the heads of both the spirits and their human partners detonated.

Blood, fragments, and glowing energy erupted, spraying across the battlefield. The once-proud and powerful spirits dissolved into nothingness, their presence erased from existence.

The battlefield fell into stunned silence once again.

The twins and their spirits were gone, wiped out in an instant, their combined power rendered utterly meaningless.

In the midst of the carnage, Atticus's figure reappeared. His swirling purple and blue eyes flickered with a relentless, predatory calm.