The terrifying blood hole was printed on the forehead of the Fog Demon, the vicious pupils gradually faded, and the cold basement returned to silence.
Confirming that the guy was dead, Jiang Chen only then put away his weapon and slowly felt relieved.
The guy's fighting power was indeed impressive, and the two daggers were like shadows. If it weren't for his Peerless ability, he did not have the confidence to win the duel.
The light of the flares were flickering, resembling the person that just died.
Using the flickering light, Jiang Chen noticed a necklace hanging from his neck.
Out of curiosity, Jiang Chen bowed down and took the silver chain out of his pocket.
It was a rusted soldier's card. Only three words could be seen.
[Qin Chuan, Captain]
Turning it over, small twisted words were scribbled on the back of the soldier's card.
[Code: Mole]