The attacker was actually Kilga, the very man Mulan had been searching for. But while Mulan was shocked, Kilga was equally stunned. He clutched his pierced eye and sucked in a sharp breath.
"Hsss... Vincent, you've been hiding so much!"
Kilga had known Vincent was far stronger than he appeared, but he had never expected the trap he had considered a guaranteed kill to fail. It had only temporarily disabled Vincent's left hand.
But why had a slender sword suddenly appeared in Vincent's right hand? And what was with that incredible swordsmanship?
Mulan stayed on guard, watching the speaker with a cold smile.
"Kilga, I should be the one saying that. I'm quite certain you'd only just undergone physical awakening before, yet now you're a Supernatural Being with such powerful magic power. You came so very close to succeeding!"
Mulan narrowed his eyes.
"But that tiny gap is an eternity. My next strike will take your life."
A faint magical glow lit up Fang's blade. A strange sense of lightness and weight arose at once, as though the sword itself had become slightly blurred.
A feeling of extreme danger welled up in Kilga's heart, but he did not panic. If Vincent truly intended to kill him, he would never announce it. He would simply strike first.
"Vincent, you won't kill me. How will you get the Wish-Granting Pot if you do?"
Mulan looked slightly surprised.
"You didn't get all that magic power by making a wish?"
"Hehehe... Vincent, you still know far too little about the Wish-Granting Pot. I don't have enough sacrifices or a suitable price to pay. As I am now, I can't activate it."
Mulan smiled. He moved, and the flash of his sword was already closing in on Kilga. Kilga instantly sprang up and swung his