Fangsheng looked at the pitiful-looking Plaguebearer, instinctively tightening his grip on his hands, his expression extremely excited. Ever since he became a Guardian, every battle had been either punching above his weight class or fighting multiple opponents at once. Now, he was finally experiencing what it felt like to bully weaker opponents.
Afterwards, he hoisted his greatsword and prepared to step forward, intending to beat this Plaguebearer until it was crippled and completely lost its ability to move. Because of the Lord of Corruption, he couldn't just kill this Plaguebearer; otherwise...
A cold flash of light streaked past before him as a freezing icicle flew in. Before Fangsheng's mind could even register it, his figure had already shifted slightly, dodging the sharp, gleaming icicle.
Chapter 187