While Cloaked Man and Earring Woman faced off, the edge of the Reaper's Scythe in Zhao Xun's hands had already begun to curl.
Zhao Xun had enhanced strength, but his skin and bones were not invulnerable. His own force would only make the spikes on the various torture devices injure him more severely. He could not force his way through with his body; he could only use the Reaper's Scythe to clear a path.
Clearly, though, the Reaper's Scythe offered no advantage in this situation. Besides, it only looked impressive. In reality, it was merely a scythe slightly larger than an ordinary one.
After repeated violent collisions with all kinds of heavy metal objects, countless tiny chips had appeared along its blade.
Cowboy was clearly keeping a particularly close watch on Zhao Xun, piling the most torture devices in his path.
Zhao Xun showed no irritation at this. He simply kept swinging the scythe, pushing aside the various torture devices blocking his way.
After finally shifting the torture devices in front of him once again, Zhao Xun suddenly hurled the scythe.
It flew straight toward Cowboy without meeting any obstacles.
Through his repeated efforts, Zhao Xun had finally cleared enough space to throw the scythe like an enormous dart.
His target, of course, was Cowboy, the one behind it all.
But the scythe was so large that Cowboy noticed it immediately and nimbly dodged aside.
The scythe embedded itself in the wall beside Cowboy without injuring him in the slightest.
Yet as Cowboy dodged, his hand movements faltered slightly, making his control over the many torture devices even less fluid.
Seizing those brief few seconds, Zhao Xun swiftly conjured an enormous axe.
The instant the huge axe appeared, the Reaper's Scythe vanished.
He had kept using the Reaper's Scythe to