In the terrified, fearful eyes of the orcs, the Red Dragon swung the blood-stained spear, pointing its tip at Solo suspended in mid-air.
"Swish—"
A dazzling blood light shot out, striking the body of the orc.
In an instant, Solo felt his body being manipulated by an invisible giant hand, leaving no room for resistance, feeling his flesh being peeled off, bones removed, and even his soul extracted together.
The orc hovered in mid-air, watched by countless eyes, his burly body gradually shrank, strong limbs became thin and sunken, even the fur became withered.
Soon, Solo realized the Red Dragon was doing something more terrifying than killing him—extracting his strength!
"No, no—"
"Red Dragon! You can't take away my strength!"
Solo shouted silently, anger, fear, and panic filled his heart.
But under the divine power controlling the orcs, he was helpless, leaving himself at the mercy of the other party as if being manipulated like a puppet.
