Mofan’s eyes were bloodshot. Looking at the woman before him who treated him with such utter disdain, he finally snapped. A brilliant light burst from his chest, and a strange pattern slowly materialized, pouring into the long sword in his hand.
"Go!"
With a fierce roar from Mofan, a primitive pattern suddenly erupted across his body, and in that fleeting instant, his fighting spirit soared to the heavens!
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