Chapitre 464: 462 Death of the Duke_1

Boom!

A loud noise erupted, with an invisible shockwave at the center of Duke St. Prowse and Lucien, rapidly bursting out in all directions.

All the glass windows of the building shattered simultaneously. Scattered glass shards, propelled by the rolling shockwave, raced towards the Eastland warriors outside attempting to surround them, causing screams of pain.

Duke St. Prowse stood mid-air, a gigantic phantom of a white horse emerged behind him in an instant.

Behind the white horse, a pair of wings, over ten meters long, spread out with a rumble, almost instantaneously filling the space of the entire hall.

Whoosh!

Amidst the roaring sound of the wind, these phantom-like giant wings blocked the light, relentlessly descending upon Lucien.

The domineering aura it brought along with it, stirred up various objects in the hall, causing them to tumble all around.

As the wings flapped, the air was violently forced out like a bellows, making the entire hall tremble intensely.