"No, you really can't kill me—my father is the mayor of the Black Dawn Clan here in the Blue Heaven City. If you truly kill me, you'll only be... AARGH!" The assassin had barely finished his pitiful pleas before the magical flames erased every trace of his existence.
Both his body and his spiritual consciousness were completely razed.
So intense were the purging flames that even the low-level ice immortal sword—probably modeled by a Supreme Weaponsmith Grandmaster—melted away under the breath of the Heavenly Flame Dragon Spirit.
Within a matter of mere seconds, every piece related to the assassin was successfully obliterated, ceasing to exist.
ROAR!
Right after its first big move, the Heavenly Flame Dragon Spirit turned toward 'Xiao Ming' and let out an ear-piercing roar filled with disgust.
"Who are you?" 'Xiao Ming' asked, his expression one of utter astonishment.
