"But you'll have to try your best," Xi Mu's wrist twisted, blocking Count Dracula's attack with the Great Sword of Death; a dangerous smile appeared, "If you can't kill me now, then you'll never have the chance again."
"Human, I will make your soul utterly fall," Count Dracula's voice boomed, filled with unwavering intent to kill. He knew Ahtal spoke the truth; given Ahtal's genius, it would take only a short amount of time to completely surpass him.
And naturally, he would also lose the chance to kill Ahtal.
"If you can manage that," Xi Mu stepped back, narrowly avoiding the Sword of the Blasphemous Knight, and then his body began emitting high heat, turning into what seemed like burning charcoal.
His smile grew cold.
"Vampire, if you fail to kill me, then... after that, I will hunt you down, and I will make sure to slaughter everyone by your side to nothingness."
