Albert flexed his muscles, and the sound of his joints was like that of a large machine starting up.
"Your strength is indeed impressive, but your skills are beneath my notice," he said.
"Of course, out of respect for the God Slayer, I'll still be as cautious as possible."
He tore off his eyepatch, revealing a flat expanse where his two eyes should have been, not even sockets remained.
In the middle of his forehead, however, there was a huge and deformed vertical eye.
Upon closer inspection, this vertical eye was composed of dozens of smaller eyes.
As this vertical eye gazed at Liu Zheng, he suddenly felt completely paralyzed.
"So, farewell, stranger. The next time we meet will probably be on the dissection table."
Albert bowed to him, then slowly advanced.
"I've been pondering something," Liu Zheng managed to say as he struggled fiercely to move his mouth.
"Oh? What's that?" Albert asked, continuing his approach unceasingly.
