Chapter 1143: A Heart Set on Death
Just before he could stand up and ready his defensive stance... two silver spikes utilized a simplified grappling technique to precisely lock onto the right wrist and elbow of the man in the black robe. The spikes twisted like a corkscrew in the opposite direction with brutal force.
Crack... a bone-chilling sound of bones splintering echoed across the cliff. Under the intense twisting of the spikes, the bones in the black-robed man's fingers shattered completely, with fragments piercing through the flesh, jutting out like snowy porcelain shards embedded in his fingers - gruesome and terrifying. His Black Gold Staff also fell to the ground in response.
