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"Sorry, it's my first time using my true form, and I'm still in my juvenile phase, so I'm a bit small. Please forgive me,"
"Unknown Lord of Hell, you've overstepped your bounds." The Blood River trembled as Vlad III's voice, laden with a corrupt aura, pierced through the air, racing towards Qin Muye.
"Vlad III, have you ever heard the sound of a sword being drawn?" Qin Muye said something seemingly nonsensical before his colossal Titan form lunged forward.
"Master Vlad, stop scraping already, why don't you try cutting down the middle instead?" Qin Muye rolled his eyes at the nonsensical sight. It was broad daylight, and theoretically, the moon should have been on the other side of the globe, yet it was forcibly dragged out for him.