Loa extended two fingers and gently caught the dagger's blade between them.
Niusida desperately tried to pull the dagger free and retreat, but it did not budge, as though it had been welded between Loa's fingers.
Fear. Bone-deep fear shot from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
Niusida finally understood what Derrick had faced. This man's strength was on an entirely different level from his own, and he might even be more terrifying than some Prefects on the Mouya Continent.
He released the dagger, turned, and fled. Unable even to maintain the Concealment Profound Mysteries, he became fully visible beneath the night sky.
Loa did not pursue him. He glanced down at the dagger between his fingers and casually hurled it.
Empowered by Guixu Sword Intent, the pitch-black blade tore through the night sky, moving so fast that it ripped open a fissure in space.
The dagger pierced Niusida precisely through the back of his heart and pinned him to the outer wall of the castle below. Its hilt quivered gently in the moonlight as grayish-white death poison seeped through the wound into his Divine Body.
Within three seconds, Niusida's still-struggling body suddenly went still.
His hands fell limply to his sides, and his aura went out like a candle extinguished by the wind, all signs of life vanishing completely.
The grayish-white death poison spread from the wound throughout his body, devouring his last trace of vitality.
Loa beckoned, drawing Niusida's Space Ring into his palm.
He forced a drop of blood from his fingertip onto the ring. The blood hovered on its surface, showing no sign of being absorbed.
Did he still have a Divine Clone elsewhere? Loa was not particularly surprised. A Seven-Star Devil who had spent so many years getting by in