Clipped Wings Can’t Fly
編集者: Misty Cloud Translations
When the sixteen men heard that, they immediately leapt to sail through the air, towards the place behind them.
Seeing that, the Hell's Lord stood up and just as he was thinking to walk to the back, he paused in his steps and rubbed at his chin. Thereafter, he pulled out a half side silver mask and wore it over his face before he strode forward to walk towards the back.
When he came to the back, he saw the red figure tangling with his subordinates upon the rooftop, the dodges carried out at shocking speed and those highly vicious attacks elicited a ripple in his eyes.
Back at the summit, he was knocked out from behind while taken unawares and now that he had his guard up, even two of his subordinates who were Foundation Cultivators were unable to bring him down. It must be said the kid made him look at the young one in a different light.
Unfortunately, having fallen into his hands, escape was no longer possible.
"Oof!"