Lind looked at the withered claw on the ground.
The Blood Claw of the Cunning King had quickly curled up after being severed by his sword and dropping to the ground.
The power it contained had already dissipated completely with the defeat of the Cunning King, turning into an ugly chicken claw, shriveled like a branch.
Lind was uncertain of the true extent of the Cunning King's power. Perhaps it was similar to the source of the Lion Knight's power, that of a lion, or maybe the Snake Catcher's path to power would soon reach its end.
He pressed his Broken Sword down on the withered claw, but there was no reaction at all.
Explosive Flame surged from the blade.
Turning the claw to ashes.
One must always be cautious when the time calls for it.
"If it's truly like Leon, could the blood or tissues also spread or even parasitize?" Lind felt he wasn't cautious enough, he should be even more cautious!
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