Mahawu's strike was fierce and vicious, carrying the practiced skill of a veteran who had spent years on the battlefield. His blade howled through the air as he slashed ruthlessly at Zhu Ying.
It seemed that, in his heart, dying together with Zhu Ying would have been his greatest achievement.
For his Great Yuan, he would eliminate Zhu Ying!
But!
Before Zhu Ying.
This seemingly fatal slash was as insignificant as nothing. Zhu Ying's expression remained calm. Just as Mahawu's blade was about to touch him, he lightly shifted aside, and the vicious strike barely swept past his body without harming him in the slightest.
Almost the instant he evaded that strike, the War Saber in Zhu Ying's hand moved sharply.
He slashed through the air!
With a sharp crack.
Bone split, flesh tore, and blood sprayed.
Mahawu's movements abruptly halted, and his body instantly stiffened. He seemed not yet to understand what had happened before his body slowly collapsed. His head separated from his body, blood gushing out like a fountain and swiftly spreading across the ground.
"Successfully killed Northern Yuan commander Haohai Dayu. Picked up 100 all attributes, picked up 200 days of lifespan, rewarded with one Tier 1 treasure chest."
The panel in Zhu Ying's mind promptly issued its notification the moment he killed Mahawu.
"Mahawu, Haohai Dayu."
Zhu Ying silently muttered, Was he the historical father of Mahammu?
He still had some impression of that name. Amid the vast sea of historical records, it had once left its mark.
But Zhu Ying had no time to dwell on it now. The battlefield changed by the moment.
He held Mahawu's head high in one hand, blood running down his arm and dripping onto the earth, merging with the blood already staining the battlefield.
Zhu Ying