Kars let out a disdainful snort.
For such a sluggish cannon shell to touch him was nothing but a fool's dream.
Kars lightly beat his wings, preparing to evade Lin Qing.
The Ripple flames on Lin Qing's blade had not gone out. That terrifying power far surpassed any cannon shell or firearm—it was true annihilation-level power.
He did not want to take another slash.
The instant Kars dodged, Lin Qing raised his toe and lightly tapped the cannon shell—
Boom!
The shell exploded in midair. The blast wave shoved Lin Qing through the air, changing his direction and abruptly accelerating him, further closing the distance between him and Kars.
Kars stared fixedly at the approaching Lin Qing, changing direction again as he spread his wings. The black feathers on his arms quietly transformed into transparent membranous wings like those of dragonflies and bees.
The enormous membranous wings were uneven. When Kars spread his arms, they resembled hundreds of convex lenses, refracting and focusing the sunlight into hundreds of scorching, dazzling spots of light.
To humans, those spots would at most feel like a slight burn on the skin.
But for Lin Qing, if so much scorching sunlight descended upon him, it would instantly consume a vast amount of his life energy. He would lose the ability to keep fighting and could only wait helplessly for death.
"Die, Lin Qing!"
Kars roared, adjusting the focal points of the light to bring them down upon Lin Qing.
Just then—
Lin Qing, suspended high in the air without the slightest support, actually shifted through empty space and dodged the attack.
"How is that possible?!"
Kars cried out in shock.
Lin Qing had no wings—how could he possibly fly?!
Hiss! Hiss!
Tiny, sharp jets of air sounded. Kars followed the noise and saw wisps