"Ye Qingzhou! Are you really going to fight me to the death?"
"Nonsense."
Countless strands of Sword Qi fell like rain, the onslaught was relentless, bombarding the blood-red cocoon. As the Power of Death was being heavily consumed, Dio was infuriated.
"You shouldn't oppose death!"
Splurt~
A pair of blood-red armored giant hands slowly tore open the blood cocoon. The viscous substance was pulled into strands, even wriggling slightly, like wild grass growing vigorously.
The outer layer of blood-red muscles was encased in armor made of white bone, with sharp arcs curving along the edges, menacing bone spurs filling all the joints, each radiating a chilling light, exuding a killing aura!
At this moment, Dio's entire lower body was still covered by the blood cocoon, while his upper body and head were enveloped by rolling liquid on the surface. Only two hands were exposed, with white bone armor and crimson muscles intertwining into a tableau of death.
Undead Tyrant!
