In the darkness, a flash of purple-black lightning shone with dazzling brilliance.
Inside the Beast-Taming Iron Cage, two figures stood one behind the other. Shockingly, the hand of the one behind had pierced deep through the other's chest, and scarlet blood streamed freely down.
"Sorry, I'm the one who gets to live. The one who dies... is you!"
Mo Xie's voice was icy, devoid of any emotion, as he immediately pulled his arm free.
With nothing left to support it, the corpse toppled straight into a pool of blood, the gaping hole in its chest standing out starkly.
Mo Xie cast an indifferent glance at the corpse, then looked at the Chidori still crackling with lightning in his hand.
This was his first time using the technique. He hadn't demonstrated its full power here, but he estimated that it was at least as powerful as intermediate Lightning Element magic. It was certainly a devastating move in close combat.
Yet Chidori also had a drawback that wasn't quite a drawback: using it stimulated cellular activity, which meant that his body's speed increased.
That increase in speed also meant that his reactions might not keep up, potentially preventing him from accurately aiming at his intended target while moving at high speed.
This was where the Sharingan truly shone. Its superior dynamic vision and almost absurd abilities let Mo Xie move at high speed like a fish in water!
There was also that teleportation skill resembling Flying Thunder God. If used properly, it might prove almost impossible to counter in battle, allowing him not only to evade attacks but also to catch his opponent completely off guard.
Overall, this battle had given him plenty of experience and results worth reflecting on.
With two Blue-clothed Deacons captured, the other Clerics and Followers wouldn't escape