บท 377: Parasitic Demon Core, Activated - Part 1

"How dare you, miserable thing, lay a hand on me?" The mysterious person's voice was filled with unconcealed killing intent as the saber strike crossed the air at an unimaginable speed, leaving nothing behind but loud whistles that signaled doom. Their eyes behind the mist were almost glowing red, reflecting their crazed anger.

The mysterious person seemed to no longer mind the so-called master behind the scenes as they unleashed the power of their true Origin. Although this may eventually lead to their identity being found, they no longer cared.

Once their opponent is dead, and the tower-shaped weapon of the crimson-purple haired girl is within their grasp, it would be debatable whether a Law Master or even a Monarch would be a threat to them. As their mind wandered, the mysterious person's saber never stopped!