You Can Follow Me If You Want

Blood splattered everywhere, and the severed head flew through the air.

The light in Ember Annihilator's eyes went out, but it wasn't over yet. With another boom, Qin Xin, clad in heavy armor, did not lose his balance. Instead, he stepped directly on the headless corpse and smashed it into the ground!

Dust billowed, and the killing game came to an end.

He had used his body as an arrow from a hundred paces away and plucked the enemy's head off in the blink of an eye.

To be fair, although Li Wufang had created the opportunity, in the investigator's eyes, that move from Qin Xin was simply too cool.

His burly frame combined with the speed of a flying arrow, his clean strike, and his keen instincts—this Mirror Walker had practically turned combat into art. Even at the very instant the battle ended, he could use splattered blood and billowing dust to paint a breathtaking "results screen." The warrior clad in heavy armor seemed like a god of war, presenting the aesthetics of violence to Li Wufang in an entirely different way.

"Clap, clap, clap—"

Li Wufang immediately began applauding. His face full of admiration, he exclaimed, "Amazing, absolutely amazing. Qin Xin, if someone told me you were a believer in war, I wouldn't be surprised in the slightest. Every move you make is practically the finest offering to Him."

There was no response from within the vast cloud of smoke and dust. But soon, a slender sword reflecting the light of the volcano shot out from the ashes that had yet to settle, embedding itself in the... empty ground like an arrow.

Li Wufang's figure vanished as soon as he finished praising him. Qin Xin's probing received no response.

The Mirror Walker walked out of the smoke with