Clemente and Valentine looked towards the source of the sound.
They only saw the mountain peak in the distance break off from the mountainside. The upper half of the mountain peak fell.
Before the two of them could react, countless pieces of rubble exploded on the broken mountain peak. A tall and sturdy figure flew out from within. He flew rapidly towards the group, followed by a large group of people in black armor.
Seeing this scene, Clemente and Valentine looked at each other, their expressions ugly.
The thing they were most worried about had still happened.
There was no need to explain the current situation.
Bartholomew had arrived!
When the people from the two empires saw this scene, as well as the ugly expressions of the two geniuses, they understood what the current situation was.
All of them revealed expressions of fear, their gazes filled with despair as they looked at the people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom.
Even though they were all very confident in their empire's super-genius, against the second genius of the Slaughter Divine Kingdom, the blood-red light screen's second-ranked Bartholomew, no one had a shred of hope.
This extremely violent and bloodthirsty super-genius, in the entire Plane of Slaughter, there was probably no one who hadn't heard of his ruthlessness.
"It's over! It's all over!"
"Bartholomew is here! We're dead meat!"
"Let's run!"
"If we split up and run, we might still have a chance to survive!"
"Can you run? If you stay here, you can at least resist!"
"That's right, the number one genius of the Orencia Empire is here. If we stay here, we'll have a chance to survive!"
"The number one genius of our Quince Empire is here as well. They haven't left yet, so why are we running?"
The people of the two empires cried out in despair. They either thought that they were dead for sure, or they wanted to escape out of fear.
However, there were also some people who chose to believe in Clemente and Valentine.
Hearing the cries of the crowd, Valentine looked at Clemente and said worriedly, "Bring them along and run!"
Clemente shook his head calmly and said, "It's too late. We can leave, but it's impossible for them to escape. If you want to leave, then leave now."
Valentine's expression became even more unsightly. He lowered his head and looked at the people of the Quince Empire.
These people had gathered together because they believed in him. It was also because of his arrogance that they had come here to fight against the people of the Orencia Empire.
If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to fight against Clemente, they might not have come here. These people might not have had to die.
Was he going to abandon these people who followed him and escape by himself?
Impossible!
He couldn't do it!
Valentine's gaze became firm. He looked at Clemente and said, "Do you have the guts to fight against Bartholomew? Let's join hands!"
Clemente didn't say much. He only looked at the people of the Slaughter Divine Kingdom who were rapidly flying over and nodded slightly.
"Good!"
Valentine shouted, perhaps to give himself some courage.
Although he already knew that he wasn't the strongest of the four great geniuses, he and Clemente were definitely the first of the four great geniuses to dare to face off against Bartholomew!
In the past, the Slaughter Divine Kingdom's Wilfrid and Bartholomew were opponents that the four great geniuses didn't dare to face off against.
These two people firmly suppressed the four great geniuses. It could be said that compared to these two people, there was no one else in the entire Slaughter Divine Kingdom who could be called a genius!
If news of the two of them daring to fight Bartholomew directly spread in the Slaughter Divine Kingdom, it would definitely cause a huge shock.
They wouldn't even have the title of the four great geniuses in the future, because the other two people no longer had the qualifications to compare to them.
Soon, just as Valentine was thinking about it...
Bartholomew had already arrived with Slaughter Divine Kingdom's people.
Bang!
A sound was heard.
Everyone looked over.
They only saw Bartholomew throw a figure on the ground.
It was the leader of the Slaughter Divine Kingdom who had just escaped.
At this moment, he had completely lost his human form. All the bones in his body had been completely shattered. His entire body was like a puddle of mud mixed with water, limp on the ground.
The wounds all over his body made him look like a leaking water bag. Fresh blood continuously flowed out from the wounds.
It was very obvious that the broken mountain peak was because of him.
This person did not have much of a breath left. Death was not far away.
Bang!
However, at this moment, Bartholomew stomped on his head fiercely. It was like stomping on a watermelon as his head exploded.
"This is what happens when you run away."
Bartholomew said calmly. It was as though he had crushed a fly instead of a person's head.
Seeing this scene, the people from the two empires could not help but tremble. It was as though their heads had been crushed.
It was not just the people from the two empires. Even the people from the Slaughter Divine Kingdom revealed a hint of fear.
Even as their own people, they were also very afraid of Bartholomew's brutality.
"Clemente. Valentine."
Bartholomew laughed and flew to a higher position than the two of them. He looked at the two of them and said, "You actually dare to disobey the order of the Slaughter Divine Kingdom. You really have courage but..."
Bartholomew stopped smiling and his tone became cold. "Anyone who dares to look down on the Slaughter Divine Kingdom will have to pay the price!"
Valentine's expression was ugly as he looked at Bartholomew with fear in his eyes.
Although he was proud that he dared to face Bartholomew head-on just now...
But when he really faced Bartholomew, it was a completely different feeling.
Bartholomew's tall and sturdy body stood in front of him, looking like an impregnable fortress.
Every moment was filled with a huge sense of oppression.
Valentine could not help but swallow hard. Things had come to this point, and there was no room for regret.
However, when Clemente really faced Bartholomew.
He was not as fearful as before and his expression was extremely calm. Facing Bartholomew did not seem to cause him much pressure.
Clemente looked at Bartholomew. For some reason, there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to the battle with Bartholomew.
"Are you so confident that you can win against us?"
Clemente said in a low voice.
"Hahaha—!"
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Bartholomew laughed so hard that his waist was bent.
Even Valentine, who was standing to the side, looked at Clemente in surprise, a little surprised that he could ask such a question.
Whether it was Wilfrid or Bartholomew, in the eyes of everyone in the Plane of Slaughter, they were considered the most talented existences of the younger generation.
They were also invincible existences.
It was impossible for anyone to defeat the two of them.
Even the four great geniuses of the four great empires were the same!