On the spot.
The silver Giant Dragon witnessed the scene.
It wanted to struggle.
But under the effects of the Fallen Dragon Liquid,
its body was as if petrified, and it couldn't muster a shred of strength.
It couldn't even close its eyes.
It could only watch helplessly as the sword fell.
HISS!
The moment the blade pierced the dragon's pupil, it made a hair-raising sound.
It was like a red-hot piece of iron plunging into snow and ice.
Compared to its hard Dragon Scales,
the dragon's eye was incredibly fragile.
The silver Giant Dragon's eyeball burst under the blade. Viscous Dragon Blood, mixed with crystallized fragments, splattered out, creating several fine, dark purple lines in the rain.
Faced with this scene,
Hu Qi's expression was calm.
He applied a bit more force with his wrist.
The blade sank deeper until it was buried to the hilt.
GURGLE—
The Longsword 'Dusk' seemed to come alive at that moment, frantically absorbing the Giant Dragon's blood.
