"He… who… dares… harm… Lord… Dog…"
"Die—!!"
Chen Mo lay flat on the cold stone platform, his right hand gripping the Dark Shard for dear life. The pure, dark radiance emitted by the shard was like flowing ink, enveloping his blood-stained half-body. The cold, dead, and world-ending will surged outward from him like a physical tidal wave! Those two dark vortices that devoured all light swept coldly across the shattered skull of the Bone Dragon and the four hesitant Abyss of Silence Guardians.
Chapter 163