"Instant Transmission? No, I've already sealed off the space in this world. It must be an ability related to time."
Seeing Xiao Xie vanish in an instant and evade the spear's fatal strike, Long Hao narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.
"However, my attacks aren't so easy to dodge!"
A strange, cold smile curled across Long Hao's lips.
"Not good!"
Xiao Xie's expression changed drastically when he noticed the cold smile on Long Hao's lips.
"Pfft!"
Although Xiao Xie reacted immediately, he was still caught off guard as the suddenly turning spear pierced through his left arm.
After shooting through Xiao Xie's left arm, the black spear did not lose any momentum. It shot straight toward Xiao Xie's head.
"How is that possible?!"
Xiao Xie's pupils constricted sharply. His right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed the shaft of the black spear.
Xiao Xie's body was comparable to a Lower God artifact, yet before this black spear, it was like thin paper, pierced through with ease.
What secretly alarmed Xiao Xie most was that his left arm had completely lost all sensation. Even the Nine Spirits Pearl within his body could not restore it.
"Mystic Eyes of Death Perception!"
Xiao Xie suppressed the fury in his heart and spoke coldly.
With those violet-blue eyes and his left arm having completely lost sensation, how could Xiao Xie fail to guess Long Hao's ability?
The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception originated from the world of Type-Moon. Those who possessed this ability could see dark lines resembling cracks across the surfaces of most objects, commonly known as Death Lines.
If one cut along those lines, it would inflict damage upon the object that could neither be defended against nor healed.
Even intangible things such as concepts, the future, and memories