Desmond staggered back as his exposed skin began to fester and black blood flowed out of his body. He could no longer heal. In the blink of an eye, he had transformed from a handsome nobleman of the Western Continent into a hideous monster.1

Superior Black Blood could put a Marquess to sleep forever. At this time, Duke Desmond only had the strength of a Baron. However, he still retained some of his qualities as a Duke, so he was only severely and not fatally injured.0

But regardless, Desmond was at his weakest at the moment, so this was a good opportunity to kill him. Zhang Yuelu naturally noticed this, so she waved her hand to summon her paper sword. Countless fragments flew out of the sword and expanded into paper lotus flowers that swirled and scattered in the air, resembling snowfall.0

These paper lotus flowers that separated from the Amorphous Paper had petals as sharp as knives. When they spun, they became rotating blades that effortlessly cut through everything in their path. Even bricks and stones were like tofu against the blades. The Blood...0