From Prisoner to Hour
Chapter 470

Sarcasm

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Gilan burst forward.

Whoosh!

His movement was incredibly swift.

With a physique comparable to Tier 6, his figure flashed across more than ten meters in an instant, arriving before Windmill Cat once more.

Since the fire whip was tightly gripped by the ice-carved hand, Windmill Cat could not retrieve it in time and had no choice but to let go.

It turned its cat paw into a palm and thrust it forward—

Boom!!

A golden magic circle appeared above its paw.

A spiral wall of fire erupted from thin air, rolling head-on toward the approaching young man.

From within the blazing inferno, Gilan's voice suddenly rang out:

"Refine!"

A sizzling noise like the chirping of countless birds followed.

Silver arcs of lightning spread over the wall of fire.

Bang!

With an explosive burst, the spiraling flames not only failed to harm Gilan in the slightest, but instantly transformed into countless golden-winged sparrows that scattered in every direction.

The flock frantically flapped its wings as it fled.

Gilan's knight sword pierced through them, then came crashing down toward the golden cat-headed man.

Windmill Cat let out a strange cry, but it was too late to dodge. It could only desperately tilt its head aside.

Splurt—

Gilan's sword severed Windmill Cat's left arm at the shoulder. It was a familiar scene from their previous encounter.

"You bastard..."

Windmill Cat retreated several steps, a savage grin appearing on its face as thick lava sprayed from its severed shoulder.

Gilan said nothing.

Pressing his advantage, he unleashed another relentless barrage of slashes, determined to kill Windmill Cat on the spot.

"Yah—"

Windmill Cat shrieked.

Boom!

Flames erupted from its entire body.

The warped heatwave forced Gilan back.

At the same time, in almost the blink of an eye, Windmill Cat's body swelled, transforming into

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