"That's it?" He exhaled a stale breath and tightened his grip on his Twin Halberds. "I've endured Lord Bai Qi's Source of Death. Compared to that true despair of his, your little nightmares don't even tickle."
The Dreamfiend Qilin's right foreclaw regrew within a few breaths. But Dian Wei was no longer there. In the brief interval while the Dreamfiend Qilin regenerated its wound, he dragged his Twin Halberds beneath its belly and passed through. The blades carved two deep, scorched tracks across the ground, sparks spraying from where their tips scraped against the surface.
Saint Killingham stood behind the Dreamfiend Qilin, surrounded by pitch-black clouds. His eyes were wide open, purple flames dancing wildly in his pupils. The killing intent of his waking state had utterly torn apart his earlier drowsy appearance.
"Do you see?!" His voice was shrill and twisted. "This is the Qilin's true power! Last time in West Blue, you ambushed me before I could even use this move (or so he believed)! This time, you can't stop it!"
Dian Wei did not answer. He could no longer be bothered with Saint Killingham. His right halberd thrust forward, straight for Saint Killingham's throat.
"Too slow!" Saint Killingham flickered and vanished from where he stood. The next second, he appeared behind Dian Wei and drew his trident from the clouds, waves of hypnosis coiling around its blade.
[Qilin Halberd: Dreamfiend Piercing]
If this thrust landed, it would not only inflict physical damage but also inject nightmare seeds into Dian Wei's body, letting nightmares tear him apart from within the next time he fell asleep.
But Saint Killingham's thrust struck empty air. Without looking back, Dian Wei simply dodged to the right.
"Damn it..." Saint Killingham gritted his teeth and tried to pull back his trident for another