150. Oath

As the head flew to the air, Rein watched the fountain of blood splurged from the decapitated neck. The last of his enemy has fallen, now left him with the final person he had to deal with.. Or perhaps could be said as 'convince'. 

Turning his armored helmet to the rogue cultivator who was spectating the fight so far, Rein spoke in his enchanted voice that had made his voice sound deep and ancient. A solution or idea he had come up with just to earn the respect of his counterparts. It was definitely not because he wanted to spook the man a little or something like that. 

 

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