Chapter 103: The Death Squad (5)
Blood spurted from the shoulder where the blade had grazed.
Only then did the pain register.
That strike, as swift as Baek Jung-cheon’s flash sword… no, perhaps even faster, left his mind reeling.
‘I have to break through to do anything.’
He couldn’t even begin to think about closing the distance.
Of course, there was a way.
If he trusted the dragon-scale armor covering his torso and just threw himself forward, something would work out.
The problem was.
‘My limbs might get chopped off.’
Considering the quality of life ahead, limb amputation was absolutely out of the question here—a place without prosthetics, let alone suture surgery.
Therefore, my choice was simple.
“Hmph!”
Swoosh! Crackle.
I unleashed the Dragon Qi with all my might.
Thanks to that, the old man’s sword was helplessly deflected.
“Not bad!”
Of course, I couldn’t keep this up forever.
No matter how efficient the Dragon King Style was, defensive qi fundamentally consumed enormous amounts of internal energy.
That meant the moment my energy depleted would inevitably come, and I had to find a solution before then.
“Hoo, such a refined defensive qi at your age… If you offer your blood, the Blood God would surely be pleased.”
” “Let me ask one thing before we fight.”
“Speak.”
“You keep mentioning the Blood God. Who exactly is that?”
“He is the great god who governs the death of all things under heaven.”
“Have you seen him?”
The old man looked at him as if he were talking nonsense.
