章節 1247: Toys? If I Don’t Have Enough Toys, How Can I Be Called A Player?

Three strikes of [Night Slash] fell from the sky like a meteor strike and they fiercely struck Zoyedark's shadow, which was rapidly accumulating on his body.

Bang!

After three combined heavy bangs, Zoyedark was forced backward. The shadow before him shattered from the impact but Zoyedark himself didn't suffer any real damage.

However, Zoyedark looked extremely ugly after the strike, as though he had suffered some heavy damage. He stared at the darkness before his eyes like a venomous viper choosing prey to devour.

Following the insult, rage flooded his heart uncontrollably.

"You think you can win against me?"

Almost out of instinct, the furious shout came out from Zoyedark's mouth.

What Kieran replied with was another three strikes of [Night Slash].

Bang!

Similar to the previous strike, three more of [Night Slash] landed on the shadow, which once again accumulated on Zoyedark's body.