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When Holy Axe swung towards Ruin's neck, everything seemed to slow down abnormally, and every detail was magnified in Solomon's eyes. The axe was mere millimeters away from Ruin's neck, and then, with astonishing precision and speed, the axe struck directly at Ruin's neck. But at that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the axe miraculously stopped on Ruin's skin, without cutting deep.
Ruin's expression instantly froze, his face filled with incredulous terror. He was breathing heavily, every muscle on his face tensed, showing extreme shock and confusion. The Holy Axe was stuck in his neck, becoming the most dramatic scene in this extraordinary confrontation.
Solomon felt an unprecedented release after delivering this blow. The stabbing pain in his mind was no longer there, and the crazy rage seemed to have found an outlet at this moment, giving him a strange calmness. He was not sure if this calmness was due to the temporary relief brought by the release of violence, or because he had fulfilled some kind of expectation in his heart by seeking revenge on Ruin.
At this moment, Solomon no longer harbored pure anger and revenge in his heart, but also a hint of calmness and satisfaction. Facing Ruin's almost frozen expression of terror, Solomon unexpectedly did not feel the pleasure he had anticipated. Instead, he was deeply contemplating the future. This battle, regardless of the outcome, would become an unforgettable memory in his life.
Ruin This magician, who has always been known for his mystery and power, is now like a derailed puppet abandoned by fate, kneeling helplessly on the ground. The fresh blood slowly seeping from the wound on his neck shines brightly like broken cinnabar under the moonlight. This scene is undoubtedly extremely humiliating for him, who has always been majestic on the battlefield.
Solomon approaches step by step, with not only anger but also a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He anticipates seeing Ruin's fear in his final moments, expecting this magician who has always made him feel oppressed to show the most primitive weakness of human nature. However, when Solomon walks up to Ruin and looks into his eyes, which are about to close forever, he unexpectedly finds no trace of fear.
Ruin slowly knelt down, but a sardonic smile appeared on his face. This smile not only revealed contempt for the current predicament, but also a deep and inscrutable satisfaction from a successful scheme. Even on the brink of death, his eyes seemed to be observing a chess game he had long calculated, as if everything was just a carefully orchestrated game to him.
Solomon, originally filled with anger and vengeance, was momentarily shocked by Ruin's sardonic smile. He involuntarily took a step back, as his inner fury was replaced by strands of doubt and unease. He couldn't understand how someone facing death could still display such a disdainful attitude towards life and death. This smile seemed to tell Solomon that no matter how hard he tried, he was just a pawn already anticipated by Ruin.
This feeling made Solomon's anger and desire for revenge become complicated. He thought he could wash away his shame by defeating Ruin, but he didn't expect to ultimately seem to fall into the other's psychological game.
At this moment, Ruin slowly raised his hand in Solomon's incredulous gaze. His movement seemed filled with difficulty and pain, but when his fingers touched the Holy Axe stuck in his neck, they appeared unusually resolute. With a calm and decisive manner that only he could understand, Ruin forcefully pulled out the Holy Axe from his neck. The Holy Axe shimmered in the air for a moment, then disappeared quietly as if it had never existed.
Solomon widened his eyes, facing this astonishing move, and a huge wave surged in his heart. He couldn't understand how Ruin could easily draw his weapon in such a situation and still maintain his usual calm and smile. Ruin tilted his head, and that smile seemed to contain endless irony and playfulness. He said softly, "What's wrong? Scared?" The voice seemed to come from another world, both cold and provocative.
At that moment, Solomon felt an unprecedented shock. He thought he had seen all the horrors and cruelties on the battlefield, but Ruin's scene completely overturned his understanding. This was not only a challenge to his physical limits but also a great impact on Solomon's soul. Ruin's seemingly mocking question echoed in Solomon's ears, filling his heart with complex emotions. This scene not only demonstrated Ruin's extraordinary abilities but also deeply portrayed the unique and mysterious role he played in this war.
While Solomon was still immersed in shock and disbelief, Ruin had silently prepared the next step of the plan. His face still wore that ambiguous smile, and suddenly, his hands swiftly extended as if commanding some invisible force. Then, the ground began to ripple, as if alive, and countless dark red arms emerged from the earth, swiftly and precisely lunging towards Solomon.
Solomon tried to break free, but these sudden arms seemed to have a will of their own, tightly grasping him, rendering him immobile. His limbs were firmly held in place, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape those seemingly hellish arms. Solomon felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness as his body was restrained by those arms, as if locked in invisible chains, making any struggle seem futile.
At this moment, Solomon finally realized the true horror of Ruin. This was not just a physical struggle, but also a psychological battle. Ruin's seemingly casual actions actually concealed unfathomable power and cunning, while Solomon became a pawn in this game, manipulated by Ruin.
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