Tinker Not With Relics Chapter 30

Longya protected Erick Qi with one hand, and with the other hand, golden light flashed and a thin knife appeared in his palm.

The knife spun flexibly between his fingers, just blocking the blade of the long sword, making a crisp clinking sound like the collision of golden weapons.

"Tsk - is this the end?!" Uncle Long's patience was already low, and now he was even more preoccupied with the lawsuit. He raised his eyelids and looked at the soldier he had stopped two steps away, and said in a grim tone: "Leaving you alive doesn't mean I can't kill you. It won't take more than a few minutes for your soul to fly away."

The soldier's face was shrouded in the shadow cast by the head helmet. There was a haze between his brows and eyes. His thin cheeks were covered with bloodstains, making it almost impossible to see his features. His hair and beard were tangled and even clumped together with blood and mud. His exposed lips were pale and cracked, and he looked like he had been through life and death again and again.

He probably maintained the same look as before his death. Although he had been beaten up by Longya, there were no new wounds on his body and no fresh blood. Even his expression did not change. He still looked like a hungry wolf, ferocious to the point of being hysterical.