C245 Meeting

"Prepare to die, my prey!"

With a self-absorbed bellow, a white Combat Chop sliced through the air, ending the life of a Level 3 upper-tier Devil Beast.

A flamboyantly dressed young Great Swordsman, dragging his massive blade behind him, coolly glanced back at the Fox Girl and gave a wink with his right eye.

"Daji, that guy is so irritating," the Elf complained