A pitch-black beam struck Wuzhui's wing, blasting a bloody hole through the left one and scattering feathers and shredded flesh. Wuzhui grunted, tilting violently, but struggled to steady itself, using its remaining right wing to keep its balance as it slowly glided toward the ground.
Halackwit hovered in midair, his two pairs of black wings beating slowly in the moonlight, their dark-red edges looking soaked in blood. He licked the blood left on his claw blades, a sick smile spreading across his face.
"Well, aren't you a fast little horse?" His voice echoed through the night sky, filled with the pleasure of a cat toying with mice. "What a waste of this merchandise. You could have lived if you'd just come back obediently. Why did you have to run? Now I'll have to kill you all. Hahahahaha-"
His sick laughter drifted through the night wind.
His gaze shifted from the falling Wuzhui to Bob, sprawled across its back, and the trembling little girl, as though he were sizing up three lambs awaiting slaughter.
"All right, time to send you on your way!"
Before he finished speaking-
A blue-violet Sword Ray tore through the air amid peals of thunder! Bearing the force of wind and thunder, it shot straight toward Halackwit as he hovered in the sky!
Loa had reached the battlefield!
The sudden attack piqued Halackwit's interest. He casually raised a claw blade to block, utterly unconcerned-how powerful could an attack from a ninth-level warrior be?
But the instant his claw blade touched the Sword Ray, Halackwit's expression changed.
His battle-qi defense had actually been pierced!
The Sword Ray tore through the dark-element barrier covering his body and slammed into his claw blade without losing momentum. Tremendous force traveled through the blade, jolting Halackwit's arm and knocking him back