Roar!
Yamata no Orochi was still roaring, urging its underlings, the Ferocious Beasts and the Beast Kings, to quicken their attack.
Moments later, a streak of light arrived overhead, and a fierce shout suddenly rang out.
"Evil beast! Seeking death!"
Yamata no Orochi sharply raised its head only to see a flash of shining blade light descending from the sky with a terrifying aura, striking down fiercely.
"You—"
Spurt!
Before Yamata no Orochi could react, the blade light had already swept across its neck, and the middle head fell off in response.
Bright red blood, like a rain of blood, drenched Samuel Collins completely.
He widened his eyes, incredulously watching the scene unfold, a sense of absurdity rising within him.
Who is this person?
Even more formidable than Master Holmes.
So many had failed to harm Yamata no Orochi in the slightest, yet he decapitated a head with a mere single strike?
Could there actually be such a powerful person in the world?
