The Sin Seeker, who had just made an impressive entrance, was shattered with a single blow?
Even Patrick seemed a bit puzzled by such a feat of combat.
He examined his hand and then looked at the remains in the water, his face thoughtful.
Even though its neck had been broken, inside it was still hollow, with no sign of flesh or blood.
The next moment, flames began to seep from the severed neck and rapidly spread over its entire body.
The misshapen head in the distance was no different.
Although it was submerged, it didn't affect the burning; both were soon incinerated without a trace.
So it was empty after all?
Fu Qian stood not far away, watching everything unfold.
He had been wondering if the Sin Seeker, with its endless ability to revive, would have to consume a set of Armor each time, which seemed excessively wasteful.
It turned out that this thing's form of existence was quite special.
Of course, while Fu Qian was observing, he knew that someone was watching him too.
