"Bang..."
With the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, Domon Kira crashed hard onto the floor, rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.
"Cough, cough...!"
Blood kept pouring from Domon Kira's mouth as she coughed, telling anyone who saw it just how much damage that blow had inflicted on her.
But there was nothing to be done about it.
When dealing with Domon Kira's shikigami, Luo Zhen had used only the minimum amount of magic power necessary for battle. He had injected a considerable amount of magic power only into his attack on Domon Kira herself, creating an astonishing knockback effect.
If Domon Kira had not possessed the bloodline of the Domon Clan, with its vigorous vitality and intense demonic nature, that blow alone would have been enough to take the life of this elderly woman.
But even if she had managed to hold on to her life, she was still merely struggling on the verge of death.
"Is this over?"
At some point, Luo Zhen had appeared in front of Domon Kira, Gallatin in hand.
Looking at Domon Kira lying before him with an extremely pale complexion, Luo Zhen murmured as if recalling something.
"The mastermind behind the massacre that once left me helpless was actually this easy to deal with. I really was too weak back then."
Too much power made people hesitate.
Too little power meant being unable to protect anything.
"There really is no such thing as perfection in this world. Everything has two sides. The Izanagi Style thought that eliminating the Akaba Clan would let it rest easy, but in the end, it still brought an enemy like me upon itself. Don't you agree?"
"Head of the noble family."
Luo Zhen's indifferent words made Domon Kira's breathing grow rapid.
She wanted to