Just as the spinning blood ropes tightened even further, Theo suddenly felt the temperature spike around him.
BOOOM!
A massive wave of purple flames disintegrated the blood ropes in an instant.
Even the blood crosses fell into the ground, leaving small craters in their wake.
'Joop!' he thought, feeling the pressure around him vanish.
The next second, the old man landed lightly in front of him.
His breathing had clearly worsened, taking in deep strained breaths.
Yet… the purple flames around him still burned fiercely.
The blood user stared at the ruined ropes for a moment before his expression twisted into fury.
"HOW DARE YOU RUIN THIS BEAUTIFUL VERSE?!" he screamed.
Blood rapidly gathered around his hands again.
"You think I can't make you dance too, you fucking fossil?!"
Joop didn't even look at him.
Instead, his eyes shifted toward Theo.
''You can't handle that madman,'' he said firmly. ''He's a gold core… and a strong one.''
