His body tore through the air as he plummeted at high speed, soon landing near Brother Mangzi.
Boom! As he landed, dust and smoke billowed into the air.
By then, Brother Mangzi had already cleared out most of the nearby enemies. He noticed the man's arrival immediately.
Brother Mangzi turned his head, narrowing his eyes.
The bald man with blood-red tattoos slowly rose to his feet and walked out of the dust. Though he had to look up at Brother Mangzi, he showed no sign of feeling oppressed.
"You look like a warrior."
The bald man smiled.
He seemed to be a man of few words. After saying that, he made no attempt to continue the conversation. Instead, he raised a hand and grasped a massive blood-red axe falling from the sky.
The meaning of that gesture was obvious.
Battle!
The moment they met, the two seemed to share an astonishing mutual understanding.
Without a word, Brother Mangzi's body instantly returned to its original size. The next moment, he raised his massive hammer and swung it savagely at his opponent!
The bald man raised his axe to block.
Dong! The earth-shaking clash of war made every combatant across the battlefield tremble in mind and spirit.
But it was not over. It was only the beginning.
The next instant, the massive hammer and giant axe collided again and again. Their exchange was so fast that afterimages streaked through the air. Those too weak could not even see their movements; they could only see blasts of force tearing through the earth and warping the air.
As the battle continued, the bald man grew ever more excited, letting out exhilarated roars.
"Your blood is boiling—"
"Your will is burning—"
"I can see it. Your body, your will, every moment of every day, craves