Ortiz felt a slight twinge of heartache, but when he looked at Bai Pu, there was a hint of unabashed satisfaction in his gaze.
"Taste the power of the Purgatory Demonic Fire!"
Ortiz hadn't even shouted out a word when suddenly his wrist was in pain, and a hand fell off.
Amidst the whistling breaking of the air, a one-handed axe spun and cut through, carrying traces of blood.
An invisible Fighting Qi manipulated this one-handed axe, drawing an elliptical mark in the air before flying back and returning to the user's palm.
[Unknown Native Skill: Helical Cut activated.]
At the same time, another shadow agilely darted out, catching that feather midair.
Deprived of its magic power supply, the Phantom of Purple Flame Phoenix Salajael dissipated with a mournful cry.
"Ahhh—"
Ortiz, now handless, let out a cry of pain, and his gaze turned to the two people who'd come to disrupt the situation, roaring angrily, "It's you! Laine, Amariel..."
