Crack.
Squelch.
By the time Bibi Dong had taken three steps away, a sword cut as smooth as a mirror extended straight from the tip of the spear through the soldier's chest and abdomen.
With a thud, the neatly bisected spear and the two halves of his corpse struck the snowy ground almost simultaneously, making a soft sound.
After that, several more soldiers of the Star Luo Empire charged forward, trying to halt Bibi Dong's advance. Without exception, silver lines flashed, and blood gushed out.
They fell at Bibi Dong's feet, unable to delay her for even a moment. Even as they died, they never managed to see her draw her sword.
Life and death were governed by fate, wealth and honor by Heaven. On the battlefield, one either killed the enemy or was killed. She felt little burden on her conscience over it.
Before long, Bibi Dong approached the center of the battlefield. Just then, another soldier of the Star Luo Empire came charging toward her.
Bibi Dong lightly closed her hand around her sword's hilt, ready to give him a swift death. Unexpectedly, however, the young soldier did not attack her. He rushed past her, heading straight off the battlefield.
"Big... brother... you all... wait..."
As they brushed past each other, Bibi Dong seemed to hear him muttering something, but the howling cold wind kept her from catching more than the gist.
"A deserter...?"
Watching his retreating figure, Bibi Dong tilted her little head and pondered for a moment. Apparently unable to make much sense of it, she continued forward.
A moment later, a tall, powerfully built figure appeared before her.
His furious roars were as deafening as thunder. Wielding a massive spiked club whose vicious spikes sent chills down the spine, he rampaged through the Heaven Dou