"Wh-What…!" Kaius coughed up a mouthful of blood. He forcefully turned around and saw a haggard, shriveled monk holding a sword in his chest.
Jinlong gave a bloody smile as all the color drained from his face. "Cough… Cough… Did you think that was my trump card? Hahaha! That was just a bait! All for this moment!"
Raising his other hand, two objects fell out of his Spatial Ring: a golden bell and an ornate vase.
A chuckle came from behind Kaius as a hand jabbed into the wound the sword made.
"Ugh! Wh-What the hell are you doing!?"
"Hehe~ Don't worry, Sir Immortal Berserker. I know you won't die from this. I never had any intention of killing you in the first place. It's just- Haap!-"
