บท 145: Charred Black

Loimos suddenly broke his momentum, standing up and halting as though his feet were stuck to the ground, just before he completely lost his haste, he grabbed hold of one of the three katanas he had in reserve and threw it at the living, the sword spinning through the air like disc as he riled up a large amount of blighted blood, rising up a high wave obstructing Guorzo's sight as it approached.

Unafraid, the elite tilted his head back and unleashed a single fireball from his mouth, eradicating the tidal wave in one go, as was expected, Loimos didn't stay idle, and moved up to one of the marble-sized, compressed rot, crushing it with a clap of his hands, propelling the condensed bullet of corrosive blood directly at its target.

'That's much faster than the rest of his attacks!' surprised, but still all smiles, he blocked the dense blood bullet, the blood quickly evaporated in contact with his body, but it left a nasty chemical burn on his forearm nonetheless.