A part of the blood mist that had been clearly separated from the fire earlier had blended in, dyeing the ice-cold fire with a faint layer of dark red.
The blood-type magic power that had turned into a physical substance wrapped around his body, gradually forming a thin and gorgeous armor.
The blood spread along his arm and completely wrapped around the treasured saber in his hand, turning it into a resplendent blood blade.
The blood mist condensed on the sharp blades around him, and the cold metallic glint gradually disappeared. In a trance, a group of " bats " made of blood flew around happily, protecting their master like living creatures!
However, the ferocious Silver Wolf claws ignored the phenomenon, tore through the surging blood mist, and fell on Luo Li's head along the established trajectory.
Clang~
