C545 Devil Blood Form

"Three moves? You dare underestimate me so?" Cecil roared in anger. "Eight Meridians Realm: Possession of the Drunkard!"

As he spoke, the flames around his body surged to ten times their size, coalescing into a towering figure of a drunkard behind him, with fiery red hair, eyes ablaze with fury, bare-chested, wielding a sword in one hand and a wine gourd in the other.

In a mere moment