Wum's eyes were filled with chills, and the fighting spirit from tens of millions of years gushed out in this instant.

The branch president who was stalemate in front of Wumu widened his eyes. At this moment, he realized how small his power was in front of Wumu.

But, what about?

The branch president let go of the long sword that was caught by Wum and quickly retreated backwards.

If melee combat cannot cause damage, there is only other ways.

The branch president took two steps back and jumped in Wum's sight.

"If it's just that..."

"Apply for race limited revelation!"

"Um!?"

Wum's words were interrupted by the branch president, which made Wum feel surprised. He stood there and stared at the branch president with alertness. It was obvious that something terrible was about to appear.

Tens of millions of years have directly made Wum feel a sense of crisis.

"After applying for a license, then the next one is your doom!"

An excited smile appeared on the branch president's face. You should know that the racial limit in a peaceful era is non-surveillance. Every Chosen Person needs permission from the headquarters to open the racial limit. At this moment, the branch president has obtained permission.

So……

"The Fifth Race Limit! Resolve!"

Bang!

The huge magic erupted, and everything around him vibrated under the magic of the branch president.

The huge magic power rushed towards Wumu's body. At this moment, Wumu couldn't help but take a step back, raised his hand to block the coming magic power, and stared at the branch president with his eyes wide open.

"This is... this kind of magic. Sure enough, people in this era are not simple. But!"

Wum is an ancient race that has been around for tens of millions of years. Although he is not clear about the racial limitations, his body has long broken through the racial limitations.

So at this moment, Wum only needs to learn this ability at a glance.

This look is full of tens of millions of years of will and the wisdom of the gargoyle clan!

"Oh oh oh oh! I'll try to unlock the race limit too!"

Bang! Bang!!

Although it was the first time to use it, Wum's tens of millions of years of combat experience told him that the method of bursting out like this is correct.

"How is that possible!!"

The branch president's face showed trembling when he saw this scene. He never expected that Wu Mu would burst out with power.

The situation where you already saw victory was reversed.

However, Wum did not give the branch president time to react, and rushed up in an instant and punched the branch president.

Quan Feng rushed towards the position of the branch president with huge magic power, just in a moment!

The moment Wum fell down his fist, a solemnity appeared on the branch president's face, and he saw magic burst out with his hands, which carried a cutting power.

He waved mercilessly in the direction of Woom.

Swish!

A white light flashed, and Wumu and the branch president clashed by.

Then an arm fell down in the air and fell to the ground.

"My arm!"

Wum's eyes widened in disbelief. Looking at his arm, blood flowed, which made Wum's foolishness.

For tens of millions of years, gargoyles are representatives of power.

No creature can harm anyone in the Gargoyle clan, so the Gargoyle clan is powerful, proud and confident.

However, the scene now made Wum suddenly realize, his arm was cut off by the branch president and blood flowed. Wum suddenly realized that 'the era of gargoyles has passed!'

"It's going to be afflicted!"

Wum widened his eyes, endured the pain from his arms, turned around and looked back at the direction of the branch president.

However, the branch president knelt on the ground. How could he withstand Wu Mu's attack intact?

At this moment, the branch president had a kind of dementia on his face. His body could no longer raise his strength. Just as he cut off Wumu's arm, Wumu's other hand hit his body.

Just one blow made his body collapse and he knelt on the ground powerlessly.

The blood couldn't stop spitting out of his mouth, and the branch president turned around and shouted to Wumu before his death:

"Wum! You're dead, I'm just a very weak person! There are thousands of people in the world who are stronger than me. Your arms can be cut off, which proves that you are not afraid at all! Wait! One day you will die at our hands! I'm waiting for you in the underworld!"

Plop.

As soon as the branch president finished speaking, his body collapsed.

When Wum hit him, he hit his magic into his body. At this moment, the magic power in his body burst out and made him lose his life in an instant.

"Brand President!"

Seeing the death of the branch president, the chosen people around him showed grief and anger on their faces.

The angry Selected Person burst out with terrible magic power, pressing all at the slightest towards Wum. The injured Lim felt cold sweat on the magic power of the Selected Person around him.

Bad situation, I will be defeated if this continues!

In an instant, Wu Mu understood his situation and quickly turned around and ran away.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional by the Chosen, but Wum who escaped was not stopped. Wum left the Chosen Association along the way and fled the battle very quickly.

Wum won the battle, but lost an arm.

At the same time, it also made Wu Mu understand one thing, that is, this era is no longer the era of gargoyles.

Gargoyles have disappeared into everyone's memory for tens of millions of years, and the changes in the times have brought the strength of the Gargoyles clan to the middle level, rather than the peak of the past.

"You must go back to tell Kaz and Dees about this news, otherwise it will be over."

"Do you think you're possible?"

Suddenly, Wum heard a strange voice coming from the front, and stopped and stared forward with caution.

A man in a white windbreaker walked out of the darkness. He had a calm smile on his face and said subtly in the next moment:

"Kill my men, do you think I'll let you go? Gargoyle Woom."

"Who!"

Wum widened his eyes and was alert to the man.

The man gave Wumu a sense of crisis, and this intuition would not be wrong. Wumu, who had lost one arm, had lost his ordinary combat power. If he encountered a battle, there would be only one result!

Defeated?

I will lose this battle!?

When Wum guessed the ending, his face showed an incredible feeling: Will the gargoyle clan be defeated?

As a gargoyle warrior, Wum felt disbelief.

Will the gargoyle clan, which has not been defeated for tens of millions of years, be defeated at this moment?

Wum frowned, and without waiting for the answer, he burst out his magic and attacked the man.

"Secret! Divine Sand!"

The majestic magic power rushed towards the man in an incredible wind. Unexpectedly, the man was about to be hit the next moment.

But what Wum didn't expect was that the man disappeared the moment he was hit.

It disappeared directly into Wumu's sight!

The next moment, the man's words with sadness came to Wumu's ears:

"I am the president of the Selected Association. You just killed my old friend...so!"

"The eighth race limited release! Die!"

Boom!!

The man's attack exceeded Wum's limit, and a huge explosion appeared in Wum's position in an instant.

The earth-shaking vibration continued until ten seconds later.

After everything stopped, he was defeated.

Leaning on the ground, his body had been stained with blood.

While hesitating, Wum seemed to be still thinking...

‘Wum! You are stupid and innocent guy, you are a warrior of our Gargoyle clan! You have the pride and responsibility of the Gargoyle clan, but you still have stupidity and innocence. In this way, you will always be retribution from your own stupidity and innocence, so Wum…you can’t be naive and stupid anymore.”

Kaz's scolding seemed to be wandering in Wum's ears again, but Wum couldn't hear it. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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