"Buzz——!"
The air vibrated with a tremulous roar. Xi Mu's body, wrapped in blazing firelight, streaked across the sky like a meteor, speeding through the streets and alleys of the City of Blood. Occasionally, he penetrated buildings like a cannonball, leaving behind a shocking crimson rock cave.
He was dodging, fleeing.
Behind him, a blood-red serpent extended endlessly, piercing through the viscous air, twisting its body freely like the legendary Yemengade, capable of infinitely lengthening its body.
And just then.
"Clang!" With a slash like a crescent moon, it struck the head of the blood-colored serpent, sparking off bits of fire.
"What——?!"
Mist showed a look of surprise. She actually couldn't slice through the head of the blood-colored serpent. This was beyond her expectation. Why was a creature shaped from blood so incredibly hard?
