Splat!
Cripple Hit - 1.4 million!
Mana Backlash - 5 million!
A blood arrow flew through the air.
Ghost King looked down in shock. Her pale, flawless skin seemed to bloom with a vivid red flower, so beautiful that it took her breath away.
Ghost King murmured in disbelief, "How... how did he do that? Gaedashiram, with the help of Odin's jewels, couldn't extend magic to such a distance..."
"So... gods bleed too?"
Ursula gasped, her mouth hanging open. The audacity of this man—how could he harm a Blood God after rejecting her kindness time and again?
Orson didn't make another move. Instead, he ordered Lili to stay hidden in a dilapidated house at the outskirts of the battlefield.
He mounted Crimson Lizard King and flew into the sky, his sharp eyes fixed on Ghost King Winona, his voice booming, "If you want to be slaughtered by me in a fair fight, I hope you stay out of my way."