chapter 184 The light of the sword is like a thread ===

The sound was like waves and exploded.

Rhodes was worthy of being one of the top three viscounts among the blood monks. The moment his nails burst, he reacted quickly and retreated quickly at a speed close to the speed of sound, twice as fast as before.

On the lake, Rhodes' arrogant expression disappeared, replaced by a look of astonishment.

Drops of bright red blood dripped from his fingertips, and turned into wisps of blood mist in mid-air, blending into Rhodes'...