The terrifying force of the punch was finally worn down by the cursed arrow.
Albert was surprised; he originally thought this punch could balance both offense and defense.
But he never expected the arrow of Sagittarius, which didn’t seem as powerful as the last one, to completely neutralize his fist force.
Sagittarius was also taken aback; it was his fourth arrow and in the end, he stubbornly exhausted the energy of the arrow.
Such a brute force technique, perhaps... only the Lion could achieve it.
So humans can be this powerful?
As a sniper of the Deceit Tower and a watcher, he knew Albert didn’t belong to the Deceit Tower.
But for this very reason, he understood that Albert didn’t possess many concept-level power mechanisms.
Only absolute numbers.
In other words, the opponent’s methods, from start to finish, with four successive arrows, were simply one method.
Strength.
Absolute power.
The opponent hadn’t even used his ultimate power because he could still compress his strength; this is an advanced technique.
Yet, as long as there’s technique involved, it’s evident that this is a punch of ease and composure.
Truly a powerful human.
If this person possessed some rules-level power that could affect the Three-Tower Battlefield... then he would be the eighteenth constellation.
The noise grew heavier, stemming from fear. He must ensure Albert is killed.
Netherworld-colored energy began to converge on the arrow.
"Is this... death?"
Wen Xishu became unsure for a moment; this energy component seemed related to the Netherworld.
The fifth arrow was actually the power of the Netherworld?
He had a bad premonition.
Albert also showed a grave expression.
He sensed a breath that made all things vanish.
This aura was too terrifying.
Even though the surroundings were already shattered and desolate, if it were in a place full of life, perhaps one could see the process of Sagittarius’s arrow, causing all things to wither away.
Albert knew he had instilled anxiety in his opponent.
But even so, he still couldn’t find the opportunity to strike back.
Don’t be deceived; though every arrow of Sagittarius seemed to take time to gather, Albert could detect that any attempt to attack would expose a massive flaw.
This is the intuition of a top expert.
Sagittarius clearly understood this as well.
Albert and his offense and defense were all in a punch and an arrow.
No other possibilities.
And Sagittarius, despite repeatedly being thwarted, always maintained control, always holding the advantageous right to attack first.
The fifth arrow shot forth.
The cold white light instantly appeared before Albert.
Paused once more under that terrifying fist.
But this time, Albert distinctly felt that even though he had compressed to the limit, completely blocking this arrow. The Power of Death from the arrow... was in a dispersive state.
The flesh and blood on his fist began to uncontrollably... rot.
The decomposition spread along his fingers, gradually revealing ghastly white bones.
This arrow finally inflicted damage on Albert, and the wound occurred at his strongest point—his palm.
Without a way to resist the spread of the Power of Death, Albert could be certain he would perish from this arrow.
The power of the fifth arrow was already so formidable. Albert didn’t know how many arrows the opponent still had.
Faced with such desperation, except for Albert himself, no one knew what to do.
Even Wen Xishu began to panic; could it be the old principal’s fate was altered by him?
Would he not survive to confront Leo?
Wen Xishu had seen such a future, where he witnessed the old principal join him at Scorpio’s invitation to participate in a special game to fight against Leo.
But would this future be forcibly changed because of Sagittarius, who could pierce fate?
He suddenly lost confidence.
Yet, at this moment, Albert’s hearty laughter rang out again.
"Hahahahaha, how interesting, I haven’t encountered such an enemy for a long time!"
"Perhaps I will die from this arrow, but I will definitely kill you before that."
Faced with an arrow that constantly brought withering and death, in a situation where his body was continuously deteriorating towards decay...
Albert laughed heartily while beginning to unleash his final power.
Though he lacked flesh, revealing ghastly white bones, that powerful fist did not retreat but instead advanced.
His laughter resonated through the world, yet his face was so fierce.
Like a beast about to retaliate in a desperate situation.
In that instant, the entire Isaac City shook violently, as if a massive earthquake was imminent.
Albert’s hand was almost half-exposed with bones, and the remaining Power of Death continued to invade his body.
Even his abdomen, ribs, and other areas began to lose flesh.
Conversely, his arm, in the areas not yet eroded by the Power of Death, began to madly bulge with muscles.
His arm, due to muscle piling, started to show disproportionate proportions, making the arm appear large while the body started shrinking.
Even though those muscles also began to necrose, they couldn’t match the speed at which new growth exceeded decay.
Even without understanding the intricacies, Wen Xishu could see... the old principal was building up strength.
To unleash the strongest punch.
In the face of death, Albert chose not to retreat, not allowing any survival instinct to weaken his fist.
Instead, he faced the challenge head-on.
"To do the right thing, instead of the easy thing."