What was that?!!
He directly snapped an Order Emissary's arm?!!
He had even...
Bypassed the Order Emissary's senses and delivered a slash that severed his arm?
Time froze at that moment, and Elio felt an unprecedented shock. An indescribable chill rose within him.
His combat ratings were at the bottom among the Emissaries! And unlike Ruan Mei, who could casually turn living beings into—
—if that strike landed on him, it would split him alive in two!!!
"Who?"
Sunday turned around coldly, his expression gradually darkening like storm clouds gathering before a coming tempest.
The next instant, under the influence of some invisible power of Order, his severed arm was drawn back into place on its own. Even so, the sight was still horrifying.
A calm voice answered Elio.
"Sir, attacking my guest so rashly aboard the Xianzhou—isn't that rather rude?"
Then, a figure passed through the void and appeared soundlessly.
His black hair was as deep as an ink-dark pool, and he wore black as well. His long tail, like a piece of raw iron tempered through countless trials, swayed lightly with the faint rumble of wind and thunder.
He was undoubtedly a dragonkin.
Or rather—the monarch among dragonkin!!!
Almost the instant they met, countless scenes surfaced in Elio's mind.
Back then, when the Wolf King of Destruction and Abundance howled and shattered heaven and earth, this man had split the sky and the Ambrosial Arbor with a single sword, imprisoning it once more and becoming the Xianzhou's nameless hero.
Back then, when the Legion of Destruction swept through civilizations like a raging tide, he had summoned endless evil ghosts and demons to fight them. Beneath his iron hooves, even the Legion of Destruction trembled.
If the Company was sinister, then he stood irreconcilably opposed to it.
If the