Without the spell formation’s force field, the Martello Celia naturally came down slamming.
In that instant, Jade shrieked in a whistle register pitch.
It was blank!
She waited!
But she did not hear the expected loud boom, nor did she see the entire Rockefeller Manor getting razed to the ground.
Jade touched her own body. It was complete and warm, indicating that she wasn’t dead.
‘What’s going on? Why didn’t anything happen?’
Jade looked at Alex, only to find that he was standing right there while maintaining a raised-hand posture.
The Martello Celia didn’t crush him. However, in the next second, Alex opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of blood.
“Alex!”
Jade was stunned, rushing over to grab his waist from behind. “Are you okay? What the heck were you doing? Why did you remove the force field all of a sudden? Did you intend to resist it with your physical body without using the force field of the spell formation?”
Alex took a deep breath, and his lips curled into a charming smile.
“How can you still smile?! You haven’t gone dumb after getting hit, have you?”
Alex smiled. “I haven’t!”
Just now, he had successfully captured the Martello Celia after joining forces with Mystic Maiden and Ancestor Bodhi coupled with the Chaos Tree’s ability.
Although the process was a little risky, the result was satisfactory… This was, after all, a supreme weapon. Few supreme weapons existed in the world.
“I’m fine! Rakshasa Temple? Hmph! You should wait and see their ugly faces!”
Jade froze for a moment She could not understand the meaning within Alex’s words, mainly because he was so swift when he captured the Martello Celia. Even one with divine eyes wouldn’t get a good look with all those tunes and bursting light all over the sky, let alone the naked eye.
Hence, no one knew that Alex had captured the Martello Celia.
On the other hand, Alex looked at the few people from Rakshasa Temple and sneered. “What’s the matter? Dumbfounded? Did you think that your crappy hammer could destroy my spell formation? What wishful thinking… Come! I’m standing right here. Continue your smashing! Let’s see if your hammer or my spell formation is harder! Come and smash it! Hurry up! Pick up your crappy iron hammer and struck me! Come! Don’t be shy…”
Alex pointed at his head with a smug face.
The crowd was helpless.
Could a screw in his head have gone loose after he got hit?
However, the next second, they saw Mateo from Rakshasa Temple changing his expression abruptly. He even looked terrified. He looked around and stretched out his hand as he roared, “The Martello Celia. The Martello Celia…”
“Huh… What did he mean?”
Eyes widened, and speculations arose as the crowd looked at Mateo’s appearance.
Could it be that the Martello Celia was missing?
Digging his ear, Alex knowingly asked, “So your crappy hammer is called the Martello Celia. It truly doesn’t live up to its reputation. It couldn’t even break the gate of my house, let alone break the sky. How about this? I’ll help you give it a new name. Let’s call it Tofu Hammer, or… The Wretched Hammer.”
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