He lowered the silver sword that had just dismembered three water ghosts in his hand, hunched his body, and walked along an arc.

Until the young man put his silver sword, still stained with blood, back into the scabbard on his back leisurely.

The remaining four water ghosts and a swamp witch who picked up another stone from the ground stood vaguely on a straight path under this invisible restraint.

There was no wavering in the young man's tone.

But this situation has its own internal logic.

"Whoa?"

Lan En walked to Bernie and pulled him up from the ground, frowning.

"Just now I put the bloody sword back into its sheath. This time I even have to change the scabbard."

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Chapter completed!