C465 Even That Big Bird Is Not My Match!

As Merak uttered the phrase "Death God's Gaze," Zhong Wen's thoughts raced, with a myriad of possibilities flooding his mind. A purple haze enveloped him, and a silver glow radiated, projecting an unmatched powerful aura. Unbeknownst to all, a greenish-gray longsword had materialized in his hand.

With a swift motion, Zhong Wen twirled the longsword