C104 The Soul of the Ghost Grass

Do it, do it, cut them, kill them!

The Dwarf is like a repeater, repeating the same words nonstop. I can't help but slash down with my blade. The blade strikes his body and from his neck down to the ground.

Instantly, blood spurted out from his arteries and splattered on my body, turning me into a bloody person in an instant!

I seemed to have gone crazy as I waved my blade around