Li let out a cold laugh. For some reason, a faint crimson glow surrounded him. With that crimson glow on his body, he became like a flash of light, abruptly appearing behind Zeref. The short blade in his hand slashed down at Zeref's neck.
Was Zeref's neck truly a vital point? For such a powerful Black Wizard, was his neck really a weakness?
But Li did not care in the slightest. His attacks had long surpassed the realm of mortals. So long as he wished it, he could easily destroy his opponent. It made no difference where he struck; as long as he hit his target, the chain reaction caused by Li's attack would send them plunging into an abyss of eternal damnation.
Striking at vital points was merely an instinctive action for a strong fighter.
As Li attacked, Zeref's figure suddenly shifted. He no longer wished to test whether Li could harm him by imbuing his weapon with spatial power to contend against his own.
Faced with Li's attack, Zeref chose to flee directly.
Yet when Zeref suddenly retreated, the sneer on Li's lips only deepened, as though Zeref had already fallen into his trap.
Zeref, too, sensed that something was wrong, but he did not know what it was. Could it be that Li possessed some trump card capable of defeating him?
Zeref did not believe that Li had such a powerful weapon and had simply held back from using it until now.
Just as that thought crossed Zeref's mind, the cross within Li's right eye suddenly pulsed again. This time, it became almost tangible. With that single pulse, the red in Li's right eye took on an almost white hue.
At the same time, a swath of red appeared around Li...
The red spread over an enormous