Now he couldn't overcome his cultivation as he had before, but against Minos, without the same allies as before, he ignored his opponent's comment as he continued to assassinate his target.
Artaud didn't want Minos to suffer. As much as it would please him, all he wanted was for his enemy to end as quickly as possible.
He didn't even care who delivered the final blow. As long as Minos was killed today, everything would be perfect.
So, attacking with his hands already shaped like deadly weapons, his wings flapping as he flew downwards, he used his first variation of the divine skill against Minos, ignoring the level 112 corpses lying around.
As he slashed at Minos' body with three quick and precise movements, blades formed in the air around Artaud's target.
Blade Dance!