Killing a Deified
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen squinted. Instead of falling back, he concentrated on the Gold Armor General in front of him, with his Purple-Eye Butterfly spinning like mad.
He had known before he approached that there was something wrong. Although the Gold Armor General had been frozen by the Dragon blood Evilbreaker power, Han Sen's Dongxuan Area showed him that its self cogwheel was still spinning slowly. The beast hadn't been captured.
But even so, Han Sen didn't want to retreat. He went after the Gold Armor General anyway. Everyone was watching as the scary gold greatsword came down, its buzzing, saw-like swordlight tearing through everything there was. It instantly landed on Dollar's head.
There was nowhere to run. From what they could see, even if Dollar tried to teleport away, he stood no chance of surviving that strike. Dollar's teleportation speed was too slow, anyway.