330:Tracking And Hunting[IV]
Using the dagger's power might derail his plans, but it was far preferable to everyone perishing and their relics being pilfered.
A hot luminescent bluish light began to coalesce around the dagger Bill clenched.
Unable to resist the dagger's formidable power, the surrounding air began to burn.
'One shot. The moment they enter, I'll unleash everything into this one strike.'
Even if the intruder bore the fate of a predator, they wouldn't be fully on guard until the door swung open.
No, if he landed the hit, it was even plausible to claim their life in return.
The booming noise was now directly outside.
'Please...!'
Despite his ragged breathing, Bill's concentration was at its pinnacle. As he tightly gripped the dagger.
Finally, the sturdy wooden door was blasted to smithereens.
And from behind it, a shadowy figure emerged.
At that moment.