Upon seeing the stupid ghost close his eyes, the dullahan snorted in derision. All those efforts to trap and cripple his strength, only to give up? Wasn't he about to use his Morgenstern?
'Such a weak-willed ant,' he thought, his grip tightening on the broadsword's handle before the weapon descended.
Simultaneously, time slowed down for Julius as he watched his big brother's impending doom in despair. 'Why?! Why can he use a cultivator's technique?' He screamed inwardly, his chest tightening painfully.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything from his position, and even being closer wouldn't help. After all, he had little hope of blocking a tier-four full-powered strike with his strength.
However, the instant the weapon glowed red with negative energy and moved, Adam suddenly sidestepped, causing their eyes to widen.
