"Whoosh!" A dark light streaked through the Void, accompanied by a terrifying sonic boom, shooting forward like lightning. Luo Zheng looked up in surprise, only to see the dagger completely embedded in the enemy's nape, the tip emerging from their throat, as they fell to the ground with no sound. Shadow strode forward, pulled out the dagger, and swiftly slit the throat of another enemy who had hit the tree.
Luo Zheng knew Shadow liked using daggers to kill enemies; his combat skills were exceptionally strong, far surpassing his own. Witnessing Shadow's ruthless attacks again, with his frightening speed, made one dizzy. His technique was no longer mere combat, but like an art.
