"Look..."
Anticipating the heavenly thunder not descending, the White Tiger seemed unfazed, holding the Vermilion Bird's head, and chuckled coldly.
At this moment, the Vermilion Bird's body convulsed, evidently still alive; for such powerful warriors, decapitation alone is unlikely to be fatal.
"It was an excellent chance to inflict heavy damage, yet you feared harming your brother?" White Tiger sneered as he turned his head, "You people simply do not understand what war is. Or perhaps you're only accustomed to looking down on the world from above, treating war as mere numbers. You may be ruthless in everyday matters, but on the battlefield, what worth do your cold-blooded actions have?"
Azure Dragon: "....."
"You just lost your last chance to kill me!" White Tiger sneered and crushed the Vermilion Bird's head.
"Bastard!" Azure Dragon hesitated no longer, opened his domain, and countless azurewoods sprang up as his body expanded, rapidly gathering power.
