"Splurt..."
Compared to before, it was undoubtedly a much softer sound.
The faint tearing sound seemed to steal away every other sound in the surroundings, becoming the only movement in this stretch of heaven and earth.
It was accompanied by a great spray of blood.
And an arm that fell to the ground, slowly dyeing it red.
—Florentine.
A spiritual weapon modeled after the demonic sword of a hero from Norse mythology. Using a vast amount of Angel's Power as fuel, it raised its sharpness and destructive force to their highest level.
With such a spiritual weapon, combined with the Mode Magic of "cutting power" that could sever anything, the crimson-black greatsword finally chopped off Fang Li's arm.
For the first time in his life, Fang Li's hand had left his body.
Blood poured from the severed stump of his wrist.
"You're finished."
The Knight Order Leader calmly declared.
Boom!
The crimson-black greatsword blasted the air apart once more and came crashing down from above toward Fang Li's head.
The Knight Order Leader showed no mercy.
Because the leader of the Knight Faction knew that only by driving his opponent into a desperate corner could he make those legendary Magic Eyes descend once again.
For that, the Knight Order Leader had already prepared himself to be killed here in the next second.
And if Fang Li continued to hesitate to use that invincible power...
"Then fall here!"
The Knight Order Leader roared as though he intended to squeeze every last emotion from his heart.
Naturally, the Knight Order Leader did not notice at all.
There was not the slightest trace of wavering on Fang Li's blood-stained, slightly lowered face.
Why would he need to waver?
"It's just an arm. If you want it, what's wrong with giving it to you?"