Seeing that Kamo Xu had no intention of leaving and was hanging around like a shameless freeloader, Kenjaku grew increasingly doubtful about his decision to provoke this lunatic.
It was easy to invite a god in, but hard to send one away-especially a Killing God.
Now that things had come to this, he had no solution himself.
He silently pulled his hood lower, lest Kamo Xu shift his anger from Mahito to him.
At the same time, he kept his guard up against a sudden attack from Kamo Xu. The previous lesson remained vivid in his mind, and he had no desire to suffer the humiliation of having his jaw shattered again.
As for Mahito, who was now nothing but a head, Kamo Xu tossed him into the air once he grew tired of his howling.
Like a soccer player, he delivered a bicycle kick!
Unfortunately, he had been Chinese in his previous life, and everyone knew how accurate the Chinese National Football Team was.
He had only meant to kick him toward the empty space nearby. God knew what had sent his aim so wildly off course.
The head curved in midair and shot straight toward Kenjaku's head.
If that hit landed solidly, Mahito would definitely survive. Kenjaku was another matter.
The sudden turn of events did not particularly surprise Kenjaku. Already on guard, he merely tilted his head and dodged the "accidental" attack.
Mahito's head actually grazed Kenjaku's before smashing into the wall behind him!
Boom!
Dust flew everywhere, making Kenjaku cough twice. "Ahem... have you forgotten you're still under a binding vow? Do you really want to make your move now?"
This bastard really doesn't care about the binding vow!
"A mistake, an honest mistake. Sorry I let you dodge it. I'll be more careful next time~"