Chapter 427: The Sword That Demands Blood
A claw mark, massive enough to span a hundred miles, tore down from the heavens and slammed against the city’s protective barrier.
Hiss...
Only two soft sounds echoed.
It was as if the claw had scraped across silk.
And then, the grand array—an enormous, ancient construct—shattered silently. The entire sky dimmed in an instant. But the claw mark... it hadn’t disappeared. It merely faded from a deep crimson to a lighter red.
Still lingering. Still lethal.
"Ormund..." Ethan’s soul sense pulsed.
From the depths of his Mindscape, the colossal white tiger—previously absorbed into his Mindscape, emerged. It caught Ethan mid-air, just as he released his Ancient Demigod transformation.
"Blackie! Blast him!"
But the words had barely left Ethan’s mouth when his two attacks had already landed.
Boom!
The earth cracked wide. Buildings collapsed. Everything in the attack’s path disintegrated into dust. From above, Golden Falcon City looked neatly sliced into four sections.