East Sea laughed darkly and gently raised a finger, pointing it towards Jiang Liu.
A sharp edge suddenly flashed through the air!
Soon after, a line of blood appeared on Jiang Liu's neck, his body stiffened, and his speech abruptly halted.
With a thud, his head fell from his neck to the ground, rolling away! Blood spurted furiously from his neck, as his body stood for several seconds before collapsing with a boom!
Blood was sprayed everywhere, and those standing next to Jiang Liu were initially stunned by this sudden act of murder. They stood in shock for quite a while until the blood sprayed onto their faces and bodies, then they suddenly reacted!
Some shouted, and then they scattered in panic, accompanied by screams and cries.
"Murder! Murder!"
"Ghost Race is murdering!"
"Ghost Race is slaughtering the Licensed People!!"
"Run, run!"
