Poof!
Pei Yan didn't utter a word in response to Meredith's clamor; he merely flicked a gold coin lightly from his hand. Under the stimulation of magic, the coin cut through the air as a beam of golden light heading towards the opponent's forehead. Following the slight piercing sound akin to scissors cutting through paper, Meredith's forehead split open with a bloody hole. As the red and white fluid slowly trickled from the wound, Meredith stared with incredulous eyes, his body slowly collapsing.
Meredith hadn't expected Pei Yan to genuinely rise in violence within Council City. Yet, he was no ordinary individual; the moment Pei Yan expressed killing intent, he had already applied multiple defensive spells upon himself. Still, the outcome defied his expectations. His defenses seemed as fragile as paper, effortlessly pierced by the opponent's gold coin, leaving his body no time to react—thus perishing in vain.
