Aside from instinctively protecting his head, it was even hard to see his face through the shaft of the arrows.
"That's why the demonic path is the demonic path."
Jade Cricket shook his head.
To manipulate murder, in the end, is to cultivate one's murderous aura into consciousness, then it wouldn't be much different from a real person.
But before reaching that realm, those who follow the demonic path of slaughter generally act on instinct, and that naturally leads to countless flaws.
"Alright, lad, you should wake up now."
"My soldiers, charge with this king!"
With a loud cry, Jade Cricket, wielding the Emperor's Sword, charged at Liu Zheng.
"Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!"
The Cricket army roared in unison, following Jade Cricket's charge.
Faced with a full-on assault by the Cricket army, Liu Zheng still had no expression, merely pulling out the arrows from his body.
Streams of blood flowed from the wounds, licked clean by the elongated tongue coming from the face in his sword arm.
