"Hasten Ressenbor, you asked me to continue attacking."
"Yes, I am quite merciful."
"I hope you don't move."
Sky Shadow himself found it funny when he said this. He was too naive; how could one trust the words of a Devil? But under such a desperate critical juncture, apart from hoping Hasten Ressenbor remained still, Sky Shadow saw no other solutions.
"Please continue, our brave warrior."
Damn it! The more Hasten Ressenbor spoke like this, the more Sky Shadow felt a voyeuristic anger take hold of him. In the blink of an eye, a beam of light appeared between Sky Shadow's fingers. The light beam wasn't big, merely the size of a coin, yet it seemed to contain an immense destructive force.
"Of course, I hope you won't overestimate yourself and have it backfire."
In that moment, Sky Shadow smiled; he decided to play his strongest trump card.
