133 Chapter 133 (1/2)
”Daoist Twilight Moon.” Clark said unto the little loli at his mercy. He only needed a simple push and his long spear would have easily pierced that throat of his captive.
Alas, he has an entirely different plan altogether.
”You have used unwarranted violence upon me... not once but twice already in just a span of a single day.
I could forgive you once but since you are so adamant in your inflexible view of things then i could only say sorry for what i have to do.
I can spare you your life but some due suffering need not be eluded completely. Now think about the error on your way after this.”
Clark recalled the spear into his inventory and has thrown a merciless punch instead.
If this hard tap landed, there was no doubt that Daoist Twilight Moon would have totally discarded her Immortal Body into ruins which would only leave behind an Immortal Soul in the aftermath.
This True Soul would survive and slowly accumulate a body and strength once more in time but it would have to take ages and perhaps billions of years to recuperate to Daoist Twilight Moon's original strength.
Unfortunately for her, it appeared like our bored gamer was already firm in his decision to inflict this kind of pain and suffering unto the little loli.
”Come, come, come. I fear nothing. Not even death!” Twilight Moon did not falter but instead rose up to the challenge.
She was not about to accept death without giving a great fight as her last stand.
Her stagnant body exploded in might and a heroic posture was eventually seen on her person before the loud and conflicting forces between the heaven and the earth witnessed the final showdown on this famed True Immortal.
”BANG!” A thunderous detonation took place and the landscape received an even more cause for lament as it endured a rearranging of sorts afterwards.
The devastation it went through was simply indescribable!
”Let this be a lesson to you. Do not bother me ever again. Or the next time shall be your end.” A hard voice that was filled with threat and menace echoed loudly on the ravaged desert sands.
A few moments later and the agile figures of Snow Frost and Crazy Monkey unearthed the bloodied figure of a little girl.
Her right palm was almost destroyed but she has taken the look of astonishment more than pain or anything else for that matter.
”Are you okay, Daoist Twilight Moon?” Crazy Monkey asked with great concern in his voice.
Although this little loli was most of the times arrogant in his face, even a naughty thief once, but the beast cultivator was not delusional so as to underestimate the contributions of this eccentric small girl unto this universe.
With her gone, the balance between the righteous, evil and rogue Immortal Sects would be shattered which would most likely create a more chaotic time for this current era.
The monster cultivator sighed deeply when he saw that the right hand of Twilight Moon was rapidly healing before his eyes.