Old Witch did not linger any longer. It seemed she was preparing to leave.
He had no intention of stopping her. Old Witch's desire to live was her own choice, and they had no deep-seated grudge against each other. Why would he have to kill her off completely?
"Pfft..."
A startlingly clear sound rang out beside Old Witch. She collapsed as someone whose battle power could not be discerned, yet whose body radiated absolute strength, appeared there.
"Hehe, finally killed one."
As he spoke, the figure gradually came into Uchiha Hiko's view. He saw that hideous face and a body with a frame nearly as skeletal as bones. He looked utterly wretched.
Since this guy had killed Old Witch, he had to be a completely heartless bastard. Letting him live would only waste Earth's air.
"Whoosh."
Teleportation activated. The skeleton cautiously looked around. He had already witnessed the earlier battle, and now this guy surely wanted nothing more than to kill him. But killing him was not something a small fry like this could accomplish.
Even if ten such small fries came at him, they probably would not stand a chance of killing him.
Who was he? He was an invincible existence, with an endless supply of energy. How could he stop after only a short while? But these small fries would definitely reach the point where their energy ran dry, and that would be the day they died.
Strength was the law of this world. The stronger one's battle power, the more absolute one's right to speak, and only then could one become the king of this world.
"Huff!"
A bead of sweat trickled down the small fry's tense forehead. He seemed to be waiting, or perhaps agonizing, because he was afraid of death too—especially when he could not