Before him, the enemy's trail faded once again.
His gaze swept across the surroundings.
The swamp was dim and shrouded in mist, obscuring the daylight; the entire territory appeared gloomy and as silent as a land of death.
The King of the Black Fang was not careless, still maintaining his domain.
He had not forgotten that the Black Cloak Legend had just appeared suddenly, and he had failed to detect it.
However, as long as the opponent dared to step into his domain, he would ensure they could never return.
"Will this legend step in?"
"He wouldn't dare to come, would he?"
"No... he, he's here!"
A black ark, like a giant sword, fiercely pierced into the King of the Black Fang's domain. The entire domain trembled on the spot, while the small boat as a giant sword rushed forth. A black figure stood on the boat, on the sword, like a demon god flying on a sword.
Dead Bone's gaze swept over the four figures before him.
