The flesh and bones of the Black Beast were torn apart like rotten wood under the sharpness.
In a moment, black fur flew everywhere, flesh and blood were scattered, the giant hand was split in two, exposing ghastly white bones at the break, and dark, viscous blood gushed out like a river bursting its banks, carrying a nauseating stench.
The dark blood turned into a torrential rain across the sky, each drop full of ominousness, even the blood plasma that flowed out carried a corrosive power that could contaminate everything.
"Clang!"
The Tyrant Knife, thin as a cicada's wing and transparent as if invisible, slashed out again.
It was not silvery white and brilliant.
Only a crimson line was seen slashing out.
It obliterated and evaporated the torrential rain across the sky.
"Roar!"
A deafening roar came from beyond the heavens.
Filled with anger.
Then,
a corner of this world was forcibly torn apart by some immense force, and a giant black-furred claw reached over again.
