A Terrifying Opponent

Han Dong had never been someone who particularly enjoyed reasoning with others.

He had originally intended to use his past cooperation with Huo Ziping to establish some rapport and reduce the other party's hostility.

But the other man had said nothing and immediately gone for the kill... so Han Dong could not be bothered to waste words.

Death Sand

A large amount of black sand separated from the surrounding ground, Transform Into the head of Grand Priest Imhotep as it devoured the monk atop the cliff.

After that training session in the Holy City prison, the quality of his left arm had improved.

This Death Magic could reach the level of a Third Tier or Fourth Tier Knight. Combined with the essence of Mythical Contact... it could easily defeat or even kill Knights of the same tier.

"...Mythical Contact?"

The monk's eyelids twitched slightly as he sensed a trace of danger.

His body, which had originally been seated before the cliff facing the desert, immediately turned around to stare directly at the black sand head about to swallow him.

In an instant, he seemed to see through the fundamental structure of the magic.

His hands formed a seal unique to Buddhism.

Immovable Wisdom King

A phantom Buddha statue with an enraged visage appeared in the air before contracting into the young monk's body.

No matter how the Death Sand battered the monk's body, it had no effect whatsoever... not even his monk's robes showed any sign of tearing. Or perhaps the robes themselves were high-grade Destiny Gear.

Just as the black sand's devouring was about to end, with only the final layer of grains remaining.

A rabid dog with blood dripping from its mouth tore through that final layer of black sand and bit toward the monk.

The bloodhound's gaping