Chapter 97: Words Of Encouragement
It seemed like he wanted to show off what he had left.
Newcomer Liu swung his two-handed ax around, not stopping until it made a blood-red flame.
Like an arsonist, he set fire to the huge cockroach pile in the center of the field.
He set a circle of fire and then moved on to another place.
There seemed to be a certain probability to that move of his.
Sometimes he would cut twice in a semicircle to make fire.
Sometimes he would cut five or six times.
He kept cutting and cutting, making one blood-red burning area after another.
After more than ten minutes, more than half of the square formation was covered by blood-red flames.
The huge cockroaches in the middle were burning and howling.
The blood-red flames were unlike human fire, which could swallow all kinds of stink.
Hundreds of giant cockroaches melted, split, and melted in flames.