Chapter 375 The Puppet
At that moment, Ashton seemed like a deity, shaping reality with his words.

Thunder rumbled under the clear sky.

In the night, a deep, intense purple hue appeared.

A thunder pillar thundered toward them the next second.

Ashton appeared as a war deity holding a thunder pillar; one hand plunged into the thunder. A single slash split the winery in half.

At that moment, it seemed like his sword had split the underworld as well.

The Dark Thunder Sect Chieftain lay burned and charred in the wreckage.

Bladen, Knivo, and Mystikk emerged from the shadows. Though less affected by the energy blast, they felt their eardrums tearing, their pupils exploding, and the intense light piercing their retinas and reaching deep into their minds.

"This...this ..." Mystikk's hands and feet trembled, an uncontrollable chill gripped his body, and his black pupils had shrunk to a pinprick.

A pit over ten feet deep and dozens of yards long appeared before everyone, its center being the winery's heart.

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