Space and time, at the moment that dazzling silver light burst forth, seemed to fall into stagnation.
Scarlet blood splashed upon the leaf's surface flowed downward under gravity's influence, only to be shattered by raindrops descending from the sky; in its fragmentation, transforming into a frozen blood bloom;
With his left hand fractured and his right hand tightly gripping the Fine Sword, Lawson's eyes reddened from the searing pain, visible were the bulging veins on his neck from exertion;
Across from him stood Terry William, the Heavy Armor Knight, with an icy gaze and an elegant face soaked with rainwater, yet his eyes did not regard the opponent before him, instead looking towards the wasteland—the place where the Metal Block had fallen.
The two stood opposed, even the suspended raindrops in the air seemed fixed in place.
Xia Nan knew clearly in his heart that under such circumstances, it was highly unlikely that time had truly stopped flowing.
