The palm of the Fist Guards featured an enlarged blood-red eye, its pupil still swiveling around. The back of the hand displayed a large mouth bristling with tusks.
From within the mouth, countless threads of blood burst forth, covering every corner of the plaza and also draping over the silhouettes of several Quicksand Fist disciples.
"Oh, how I've missed this, 'Blood Strings.' How long has it been since I last used this move?"
"It seems like I haven't used it ever since I became famous. Hehe..."
"But it's more than enough to kill all of you."
Blood Demon Diaz's lips slightly curled up, his eyes seemingly filled with a mix of nostalgia and contemplation. He flicked the index finger of his right hand, which was sheathed in the Fist Guards!
Buzz!!!
In front, a quarter-section of the area. All the dense blood threads began vibrating rapidly, emitting a terrifying buzzing sound.
"Ah!!!" "Boom, boom, boom..."
