The swarm of serpents devoured Kronin's innards and crawled out from the dense wounds on his body, returning to Bologue's hand with heavy traces of blood.
Having dealt with Kronin, Bologue turned to look at Gold. The moment their eyes met, Gold made a decision. One towering tree after another rose, forming a high wall that separated the people.
Aimou retreated, leaning in front of Bologue, and the two merged into one. With the blessing of the Shared Chord Body, Bologue's speed increased rapidly, and with a jump slash, he cut through the obstructing trees.
By the time Bologue broke through the trees, Gold had already turned to flee. He knew well that the difference in tier could no longer turn the battle around, and now avoiding the fight was the best solution.
Gold had barely taken a few steps when a piercing whistle sounded. Flying Knives brushed past Gold, creating bloody wounds one after another on his body.
"Where do you think you're going!"
