Darryl had consumed a lot of internal energy from the siege of thousands of divine soldiers. His legs were injured, and he could not dodge their attacks at all. At this time, he only felt that the golden spear shadow was like a mountain pressing down on him, and there was nowhere to escape!

At the same time, the divine soldiers surrounding them also scattered in all directions. They were all clear that the ultimate technique Master Magaera used was very terrifying. If they were accidentally injured, they would be smashed to pieces.

At the same time, many divine soldiers looked at Darryl with conflicted expressions!

"Darryl is also a genius. It's a pity that he will die like this!"

"What a pity? This person is arrogant by nature. He deserves to be killed by the Lord General!"

"That's right!"

The discussion rose one after another. In the eyes of these divine soldiers, if Master Magaera used his ultimate technique, there was absolutely no possibility of Darryl surviving. After all,