Xiao Lin stepped forward and pulled out his dagger, wiping it across the man's body, watching as the people arrived in front of him, seven in total. "Let's go together!"
Here, let's settle this. Xiao Lin fearlessly gripped the dagger in reverse, his steps drawing eerie shadows. Occasionally, he leaped into the air, shifting positions at will, appearing before them at tricky angles. His hands flew rapidly, and where they touched, blood splattered in bursts, turning living beings into souls silently. The seemingly simple process possessed immense shocking power, delivering fatal blows to seven people in the shortest time. The most terrifying part was that it took no more than one move per person. This kind of shock could likely only be truly felt by those close to the Grim Reaper, bringing endless psychological oppression to the remaining individuals.
