The Fusion of the Soul and the Body
Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
Joelson glanced at the ground filled with broken corpses as well as Adrian, who was being continuously trampled and crushed by the steel dragon. Adrian let out a miserable howl.
Although he was suffering from extreme pain, Adrian was still a peak demigod expert. He had the body of a god. As long as the steel dragon didn't use the laws, even if Adrian's entire body was crushed, he wouldn't die.
He would collapse in agony under this torment, becoming a madman who had no reason.
Only when Adrian was tormented would Joelson end him.
Towards scum like Adrian, not only did Joelson not have a good impression of him, he hated him to the core.
A pair of slender, white hands rose up to his chest.
Joelson lowered his head to look at these hands. He had felt this warmth before and he knew that these were the hands of the Holy Zither.
"Holy Zither."
Joelson said in a low voice.