Chapter 485 When A Beauty Is Around

In his mind's eye, he was no longer looking like the God of War as described, but a god of death, merciless and unyielding.

The cloak billowed in the wind, its golden lion emblem now drenched in red, as it was soaked in blood.

The sky above had turned a deep crimson, matching the blood-stained blade of his spear, which was still lodged in the body of the last fallen foe he had defeated.

"You really like it that much?" Kisha's voice snapped him out of his thoughts.

He nodded enthusiastically, like a child receiving a gift from their favorite person.

A sweet, childlike smile spread across his face, and Kisha couldn't help but smile back at him.

Though they hadn't found many valuable items, getting one of the set pieces was still a win in their eyes, and it felt good to have something tangible to show for their efforts.