"You can't kill me!" Sosmia felt the Sword Qi growing thicker and let out a low growl as he looked at the rolling red Sword Qi surrounding him.
The dense white bones, divided into three layers, completely enveloped Sosmia as if they were three sturdy shields. Each bone exuded a rich aura of the undead, making them stronger than so-called magic iron. This was Sosmia's most defensively powerful necromantic spell.
The Red Lotus Sword Formation slowly closed, and a long sword was forged in the sky, slashing down through the confluence of red lotuses. The piercing sound of cutting through the air only exploded after the sword entered the red lotuses, echoing over the skyline of the City of Hope.
After the long sword slashed down, it slowly faded away along with the Red Lotus Sword Formation, leaving behind a disheveled Sosmia in a sorry state.
