Just as Hooked kissed turned to look at the patch of turbid night behind him, the sand around him was brushed by what seemed like a restless night wind. Even though he stood far from the central battlefield, he could still feel a cutting pain on his face, like a blade slicing through.
He furrowed his brows slightly, and the golden Fluid Sword in his hand gradually retracted, swiftly returning by his side from afar.
However, at that moment, he noticed that the end of the Golden Fluid Sword seemed to have picked up some unknown dark substance. A mixture of the fragrant aroma of angel blood and an extremely pungent odor caused Hooked kiss's eyes to tremble slightly...
"This is..."
Now within his gaze, clearly interspersed within the black substance was the deadly poison he'd created. Yet, despite the corrosive nature of the poison, the blob of substance remained incredibly active, bubbling continuously like boiling water.
"Ah... ah..."
