Swish——
A sword seals the throat.
The wolf's head was immediately cut, slicing upwards along the spine. The blood rushed out, instilling dread in the heart.
Right hand wielding the sword, left hand forming a seal, the sword leaves a trail of countless mysteries in its passage. After extracting the iron wire and kicking the corpse away, the wolf corpse was unexpectedly caught by a wave of red mist before hitting the ground.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice the bizarre shape of the red mist advancing from all directions, rising from the ground like a giant pair of hands holding the wolf corpse, gently lowering it. The wounds healed at a visible speed, filled by the pulsating pink-red fog.
