"Snapped!"

Delia wanted to say something else, but Fang Zheng slapped her hard on the face, and soon, Delia's screams turned into discontinuous whimpering...

"did you see it?"

Looking at Fang Zheng, who was standing there motionless with an ashen complexion, Thorin showed a proud smile. She quietly appeared behind Fang Zheng and put the sharp sickle on Fang Zheng's neck.

"This is your worst nightmare. Now, enjoy it. You will fall into endless pain, and then...go to death!"

While shouting, Thorin waved the sickle. Logically speaking, Fang Zheng's head would be cut off directly by her in the next moment.

but………

"clang!!"

The moment Thorin's scythe came into contact with Fang Zheng's skin, there was a sound like a metal collision, and then Thorin found that his scythe seemed to have encountered a thick stone wall and could not be cut easily.

Get this human head off!

"Very good, little bat..."

And at this moment, Fang Zheng's voice finally sounded—this time, there was uncontrollable anger hidden in his tone.

"You succeeded in irritating me!"

Following Fang Zheng's roar, he raised the big sword in his hand high and thrust it hard into the ground.
Chapter completed!