"Things have already come to this. I think you should have understood long ago," Andersen said, his anger seeming to vanish all at once as he looked calmly at Akado. "I'm different from you, and from those werewolves over there. I was neither transformed later in life nor born a monster."
"If I had to put it this way, I would rather have been nothing more than an ordinary gunblade—a bayonet called 'Divine Punishment.' That would have been the fate best suited to me."
"If I had been born..." Even though Mu Tian had several Half-Master experts under his command, none of them had ever seen such a spectacle. Every one of them wore a fearful expression.
Lin Ju's face was deathly pale, and his body swayed as blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He forced a smile. "I... I'm fine..." Before he could finish, he collapsed headfirst. Li Yihang hurriedly helped him sit down, placing a palm against the center of his back as abundant inner energy flowed continuously from the Dazhui acupoint to help heal his injuries.
Huang Meng was also continuously casting Netherflame Incantations. This fire incantation was an advanced version of the Soulfire Talisman, immensely powerful and comparable to a mage's Lightning Spell. Like Lightning Spell, it was a single-target attack technique.
"There's trouble ahead again. Stay alert. Long Aojiao, take the lead and clear the way. We might run into Fallen Adventurers launching another surprise attack." Blair said.
"I don't believe you've never noticed my feelings all this time!" He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest.
A trace of nostalgia appeared on Void's face. It seemed that being able to listen to the teachings of the Elder of Expectation, a figure from ancient times, on that day had been enough