Red Dog was surrounded. In the next instant, at a speed beyond visual capture, he swung his blade in every direction. His sword strikes were so swift that the air seemed to be sliced apart, erupting in a series of loud explosions.
The advance of the Blade-Biting Wolves halted momentarily. Immediately, countless sword marks covered the metal surface, shattering numerous blades, sending fragments scattering like shattered projectiles in all directions.
For Lebius, this was not unexpected. As early as the secret war, he had witnessed Red Dog's power. Even if others said Red Dog was mad, Lebius knew this was just an act; anyone who believed it would fall into Red Dog's trap.
More Blade-Biting Wolves pressed forward, wielding a thousand swords like a meat grinder gradually closing in, trying to capture the image of Red Dog.
