"Damn...!"
Scythe Weasel cursed softly, raising his arms to steady his beloved sword.
He forcibly suppressed the slight fear in his heart with his willpower, a mocking smile reappearing on his cheeks.
——Does putting on a fearless, battle-ready look really make you stronger? I want to see what tricks you can pull!
In the eyes of Scythe Weasel, Aoto and Mukiwa, who were charging at him from the left and right, were merely rushing to their deaths.
——Watch Laozi wipe you all out in one go!
Scythe Weasel slowly lowered his blade, assuming his favorite lower rank stance.
However, in the next second... no! In that very instant! An unbelievable scene unfolded within this space, happening upon Aoto.
An invisible Qi Field erupted from Aoto like explosive lava and then surged at Scythe Weasel with overwhelming momentum!
The mocking smile vanished from Scythe Weasel's face.
