C1798 You Should Do It Yourself

On the torture rack, Wen Xian felt death looming, his body rigid and suspended, unaware of the sudden heat below.

Nameless swiftly unleashed his silver soft sword, its blade spinning wildly in front of the rack, forming a circular gust that kept the projectiles at bay.

The men in black clearly had no intention of giving up, launching countless hidden weapons!

Nameless fought against many