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If she wasn’t able to make a clear decision without a need for a signal from Long Haochen, Cai’er could be said to have wasted this year of training alongside Sheng Yue.
The Sickle of the God of Death arose abruptly, letting Seere finally sense a truly immediate deadly threat. With an overwhelmed roar, he used his arms to contain the sickle’s attack.
Seere was currently like Andromalius was in the past. Having lost the greatest part of his strength, he was not able to resist much in the face of the seven arts of death.
Still, he was in a slightly better state than Andromalius, and wasn’t instantly killed by Cai’er’s attack. But even so, his arms were cut and letting out an unstoppable flow of black blood.
Seere let out a frantic bellow, and his whole body’s muscles and channels erupted all of a sudden. Greenish black blood was pouring out from his mouth, shot at Cai’er ahead. In the meantime, his body swelled rapidly.
