Ah—
Before she could dodge, her last remaining left wing was ripped off. Selena's body convulsed violently, and she let out a fitting scream of agony.
But the next moment, a scarlet streak shot silently from her open mouth.
It was a short spear formed from blood, moving at an unimaginable speed. The dark, sinister aura it carried was enough to make anyone's heart race.
As a demigod, how could she simply sit back and wait to die? Her counterattack had clearly been planned long in advance, and her performance after being injured had been flawless.
Now that her killing move had been unleashed, it reached Fu Qian almost instantly.
Unfortunately, Fu Qian had been affected far less than she had. Though he couldn't dodge completely in time, he turned slightly, and the hidden killing blow only pierced his lung.
Even so, the spot where he'd been struck withered almost visibly.
What a shame...
Even with the curse, an injury like this wasn't enough to bring down a demigod.
As she lamented her failure, Selena suddenly noticed something was wrong.
With her last wing torn off, her body abruptly felt incredibly light. The heavy restraints that had weighed her down were all gone.
But before she could launch another attack, despite her delight, she saw everything before her grow blurred and unreal.
The last thing Selena saw was Fu Qian tossing away her second wing, then reaching across and tearing apart the half of his own body shrouded in shadow.
It really did seem to work.
As he watched Selena's body turn translucent and eventually disappear, as if melting into the moonlight, Fu Qian thought to himself.
At that moment, he was holding his entire left arm, covered in shadow.
As a demigod who'd lived for several centuries, Selena's