The ground was littered with corpses, and blood flowed everywhere, giving off a pungent smell. Amidst the corpses, the Killing Sword Elves knelt on the ground, looking incredibly reverent and passionate as they gazed at the god-like person in the sky.
That person did not harm any Killing Sword Elves; as the sword souls flowed down, they directly passed through the Killing Sword Elves and did not harm them at all.
This made them feel even more excited, as the Killing Sword Master had acknowledged their existence.
The heavily-wounded Miye looked incredibly moved and crawled up with great difficulty, subserviently and reverently looking at Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu's appearance gave these people true light, saving them out of darkness and giving them a direction to go in. The killing intent had not only corroded their bodies but also their minds as well.