Chapter 66
You damn bastard. I am really going to rip you limb from limb, Ricu said as he looked at the wounds he had suffered in this second clash.
Most of them were because of the feral way Callack fought.
Compared to Callack, his own wounds were lighter, far better off. Yet the fact remained that a lowly, newly awakened cultivator had managed to injure him at all.
That alone made his blood boil.
Callack looked back at Sisco's headless body.
The red in his eyes deepened. Anger poured into him like fuel on fire.
He was going to get rid of this damn Ricu, even if it meant the end of him.
He would kill him no matter how much damage he took.
Because without taking damage, there was no way he could land his own blows. And if taking pain was the price for ending this bastard, then so be it.
Callack smiled.
A predatory smile. An infuriating one.
Let us see who rips who apart, Callack said.
And he charged again.
His gaze promised only pain and suffering.
