Baron Wanwei Oglin swung his longsword, bringing forth a scorching wave that turned the dust and shattered stones into black ash for miles straight.
His attack, resembling a dance, unleashed unimaginable destructive power.
The Ninth Progenitor Bainhardt dodged Oglin's attacks, his eyes quickly rotating over his body, endlessly searching for opportunities to strike. Whenever Baron Oglin presented an opening, the Ninth Progenitor Bainhardt would shoot a corroding light rain from his eyes, attacking Baron Oglin's vitals; however, they were blocked time after time by Baron Oglin.
"Oglin, don't you feel yourself growing weaker?"
Bernhardt burst into mad laughter and suddenly opened his gaping maw,
"Don't forget that this is my home ground, Soul Hall."
