Ji Xiaodao sneered coldly: "To deal with a total of thirty Intermediate Professionals and four assassin masters, you truly trust me... huh?"
Before she could finish, it seemed as if the air in front of her rippled like water, and then a humanoid creature wrapped all over in black bandages slowly appeared. It... or rather 'it' stood about two meters tall, with a pair of deformed arms that were almost vertical to the ground. On its wrists were two large crescent blades, and a whetstone that didn't look like it could be used for direct combat hung on its back. It stood quietly in front of Ji Xiaodao.
Despite its odd appearance and weapons, the girl was surprised to discover that it didn't have a trace of presence. Not only that, but it also lacked scent, temperature, and even a shadow. She can affirmatively assert, that if she closes her eyes, she would not be able to perceive such a twisted, grotesque, gloomy, horrifying existence in front of her.
