The blood-colored sword started to mercilessly devour the black-masked old man's blood.
The spirit-type elemental spirits like Blood of Lust or Flame of Pride were really hard to kill, but they would die too, as long as their master died.
Right now, the Blood of Lust was already on the verge of dying. It could only wiggle around and begged for the silver masked young man for help.
"Eh? This is... blood-type elemental spirit?! Tsk, Tsk, Tsk... So this is the reason why that old man suddenly becomes so strong!" The silver masked young man muttered softly.
The silver masked young man already saw the black-masked old man absorbed the huge nine-headed crimson snake, but he only thought it was one of his blood art before.
He never thought that the black-masked old man would have something so rare like this blood-type elemental spirit.
