India Genealogy·Eight-Part Dragon Mass.
Fourth Stage·Ashura.
——He was the 'Non-Heaven' absorbed in slaughter!
Raymond's risky strike had only bought Huai Shi a respite as brief as the flick of a finger. Yet Huai Shi suddenly felt a stroke of luck, as if a lifeline had been thrown to him in his desperate plight.
Amidst the tearing pain in his chest, Huai Shi looked up, scrutinizing the enraged teenage girl before him.
She must have never been this angry, Huai Shi thought. The Superior bearing God's Noble Blood, the dignified High Priest, the solemn warrior—when had she ever suffered such humiliation? Even if I groveled and begged, she wouldn't listen. Such humiliation could only be cleansed with blood. Then, I'll give you blood.
As the Stone Tooth Sword shrieked, Huai Shi released his grip, dropped his weapons, and stepped forward.
Completely unresisting.
