Xue Wei felt the blood rush to his head, and threaten to take over, turning him into a bloodthirsty monster, but he regained his consciousness and shook his head slightly.
In the short moment, he had been almost drowned by his own bloodthirst, the pirate had moved towards him, his weapon came crashing down upon Xue Wei, and the momentum was so heavy that there was no way of escaping.
Lifting his scaled hand, Xue Wei tried to block the weapon with the hands instead, and a cracking sound resounded as the weapon pierced his scales and dug deep into his hand.
The pirate felt a shiver run down his spine as he looked at Xue Wei. The dragonoid shape was already frightening to a certain degree, but seeing the face twisted in a sinister smile, even as the hand was so deeply wounded, the pirate had a terrible feeling.