"Cooper Yarrow, do you still recognize yourself now?"
Trent Marsh lowered his head, not looking at Cooper Yarrow.
"Thirty-six steeds, that's already the standard of Hades." He said, as if talking to himself, or perhaps to Cooper Yarrow.
"In the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, you were only sixteen horses, a candidate. I don't know if Ilia Danvers transformed you, or if your heart was already restless."
"You want to become human, which means you might learn all the weaknesses of humanity: power, desire!"
"I'm very disappointed. Today, I'm going to kill you."
Trent Marsh quickly drew his sword and slashed forward!
The air seemed to be sliced open!
The sword Qi grew faster and stronger!
So much so that the sword Qi sputtered out ten meters, reaching ten meters in height and two to three meters in width!
This sword was very slow.
But very powerful.
Trent Marsh wasn't afraid of Cooper Yarrow dodging, this sword was only a declaration of war.
