C275 Ten-thousand People Sacrifice

With a loud shout, the Sickle of the God of Death gathered its strength and faced the falling sickle head on. Another deafening explosion rang out. At this moment, the two didn't have much scruples in their hearts as they used all of their strength in each attack. After all, the two of them were on par with each other, and the combat skills of Prandonwat were clearly better than Rooney's