Three thousand guests were drunk in the hall, and the light of a sword could freeze fourteen States.
He didn't know if they were drunk or not, but the baoze employees who were shrouded in the sword light were all terrified and breathless. This was different from the bloodline suppression from before. Bloodline suppression was a fear that was imprinted in the depths of the genes. No one knew where it came from and where it went. It was an instinctive fear.
Now that they saw the sword light that seemed to break through the chaos, their fear was like that of ordinary people seeing a gun. It was a clear fear.
The dark green humanoid creature's scalp prickled. It was not because the sword light was strong, but because it keenly sensed the threat, like meeting a strong opponent in the food chain.
The sword light was extremely fast, like a divine light falling from the sky. Before the dark green humanoid creature could react, it had already reached its head.
