In the air, lurked dangerous spiritual power... Dark crimson flowers slowly bloomed on Fen's clavicle.
The Ice Witch slightly raised her eyebrows, her crimson pupils gazing towards the distant sea.
The azure sky had already been turned blood-red amidst the roaring blaze of cannon fire.
"Little Black Hair, I hope you have at least one head left..."
The Ice Witch murmured softly.
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In the thick gunpowder smoke, the steel giants of the Steam Hand and the Black Blood Heavy Armor Soldiers of the Blood Lion clashed continuously, exploding into dark crimson thunderbolts.
Around them, massive waves spread out over the sea surface, boiling over the entire area!
The incessant cracking noise of steel, and amidst the chaos of the battlefield, a small boat concealed in dense smoke remained exceptionally calm.
Aboard this boat, the Blood Hunter withdrew his blood-red gaze, his face unchanged as he wiped his twin long swords.
