He Ao looked up at Cowen, who stood behind layers of blood-red figures, and slowly raised the bone sword in his hand, adorned with orange patterns.
"Right, that's the look in your eyes I want to see, the look of a wolf cub in the forest taking revenge for its parents. Show me that look,"
He clenched a golden longsword, his chest wound already sealed by squirming flesh buds, but his face still wore a smile, "Shout with all your might, Yiluo, let me see where your limits lie."
The twisted blood-red figures all looked up at He Ao simultaneously and then charged at him without hesitation.
He Ao touched his earpiece, which was now only transmitting a blur of static noise.
Accompanied by some kind of 'activation' from the Eternal Divine Nation, the surrounding electromagnetic signals seemed disturbed as well, with the earpiece echoing constant static.
