Scott and the other two exchanged glances, each seeing a trace of regret and resolve in the others' eyes.
At this point, they had no other choice. They could only risk their lives in one final struggle.
They had chosen to come to Blue Star City to steal Inkstone, so the Lord of Blue Star City would never let them off. Since that was the case, no matter how powerful their opponent was, they could only fight to the death.
"Take this!"
A fiery red longsword instantly appeared in Scott's hand. He was the first to transform into a streak of red light and charge straight at Huosi.
"Too weak."
Huosi did not even blink. He merely raised his right hand slightly and caught the blade directly.
"What?"
Scott's pupils contracted, and for a moment, he was utterly dumbfounded.
"Crack!"
With a slight exertion of force from Huosi's hand, the blade snapped in two and fell to the ground.
"H-How is this possible?"
Scott stood there in stunned disbelief. This sword had been nurtured for countless hundreds of millions of years, yet it had been destroyed just like that.
Even an Asura should not have been so overwhelmingly stronger than him. He had been a Seven-Star Fiend for many years, after all.
"Whatever moves you have left, use them all. After all, this will be the last time you ever get to use them."
Huosi glanced at the remaining two and spoke calmly, disregarding their grim expressions.
"Are you kidding me?! Run! Who the hell would fight a monster like this?!"
Without another word, the green-haired old man fled at full speed in one direction.
Fight? Fight his ass! How could someone this powerful be defeated through sheer desperation? He had to run—run for his life!
However, in the next