The Wolf’s Bride

Swoosh…

As Andrius raised the spear with full concentration…

At that moment, the godly spear weighing over a thousand pounds seemed to merge with Andrius. Various techniques came effortlessly like an extension of himself.

The spear moved like flowing clouds, unconstrained.

As he thrust from left and right, it was unpredictable.

As he retracted from front and back, it was unfathomable.

Then, after Andrius gathered his strength, the spear pierced through the sky like divine thunder. It carried a fierce wind and thunderous roars, directly targeting St. Dmitri.

“Insolent.” St. Dmitri curled his lips and sneered.

In the next second, the numerous tentacles unexpectedly grasped the sharp tip of the Argentum Qilin Spear and slammed it back forcefully.

Bam…

Andrius only felt a tremendous force rushing toward him. The Argentum Qilin Spear flew backward, and the spear handle struck his chest.

It was like being struck by a mountain or a giant hammer!

“Pfft…”

Andrius flew backward like a bird shot out of the sky. He lost control of his body, leaving a long bloodstain in the air, tragic and miserable.

“Andy!”

“Wolf King!”

Noir and the Arctic Fox instinctively turned around and witnessed this scene. Their eyes widened, and they were just about to come back to support him.

“Go!

“Go! Don’t turn back! I can still handle it!”

Andrius forcefully stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sternly ordered the two.

“Andy!”

“Wolf King!”

Noir, the large man that he was, almost shed tears. With a roar, Katalina’s hand and ran toward the distance.

“There’s no escaping.” he grabbed

St. Dmitri approached with large strides, a cold smile on his lips. His voice was devoid of any mercy or compassion. “You can’t escape for the rest of your life!”

With that, his speed increased as he tried to stop Noir and the others.

“You’ll have to get past my spear first!” Andrius held the spear horizontally, his voice exuding a righteous spirit.

“Wolf King, since you’re so stubborn to meet your death, then I’ll grant your wish first!”

After being repeatedly obstructed, St. Dmitri condensed his killing intent to its limit, ready to kill Andrius first.

Swoosh!

St. Dmitri clapped his hands together again, and ten blood–colored arms sprouted from his body. His entire figure was shrouded in a bloody aura, -eerie and terrifying.

Whoosh!

Andrius used all his skills.

The Argentum Qilin Spear swung repeatedly, blocking the tentacles‘ attacks. A dull sound echoed each time it struck.

However, St. Dmitri was a Martial Saint and renowned for many years on the Obaro continent. Andrius was no match for him at all.

In less than three seconds, Andrius found himself at an absolute disadvantage.

The blood–colored terrifying bloodstains. Andrius‘ whole body seemed to have burst open. terrifying bloodst ruthlessly whipped and struck hin, leaving MS14

“No! I can’t go on like this!”

At that thought, the Argentum Qilin Spear became more and more flexible. It was truly as if the spear and the person had become one.

Unexpectedly…

Whirr…

At the critical moment when Andrius‘ life was hanging by a thread, his focus unexpectedly broke through the last restraint, and he comprehended the ninth form of the Burden of Nine Skies.

It was a completely new realm.

It was the pinnacle and perfection of the spear technique.

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Andrius had rehearsed the movements countless times while lacking the final key. The next second, he easily unleashed the move.

Rumble…

Thunder rumbled on the ground, creating a violent wind out of nowhere.

St. Dmitri paled slightly. This attack made him feel like he was facing the entire world.