While Mariana and the Bandit Leader battled, the bandits looked at Adonis with malicious grins.
From the way they licked their lips, they clearly saw him as an easy target.
"Let me take care of him, men."
One of them, thin-built with crimson eyes, stepped forward with a dagger in his hand.
The dagger gleamed with sharp crimson light.
He was definitely a Swordmaster.
But it was unfortunate that he met Adonis today.
As soon as he swung his dagger at Adonis's face, Adonis moved.
To be exact, his right hand moved.
"PAAH!"
"SPLASH!"
It was just a slap, yet the bandit's head burst like a watermelon.
Those stunned eyeballs, those hollow cheeks, that scrawny face—all exploded into blood and brain matter.
The rest of the body, up to the neck, staggered forward like a headless zombie before finally collapsing onto the ashen ground.
"....."
A sudden pin-drop silence settled. Everyone forgot to breathe.
Soon, a female bandit with tattoos on her face howled in terror.
"Ahhhh!"
