I'll tell you all, this land is round and we can sail forward without looking back, never worrying about losing our way home—wealth and homestead lie straight ahead.
Fear no powerful enem...
When Holson and the others saw that Qin Mo had already killed an orc warlord and that a bunch of corpses lay around him, they all gasped in shock. Only then did they realize that Qin Mo had been hiding his true strength.
"Do you want a fight between men? Then... I'll grant your wish..." Qin Mo looked at the enraged Krun and whispered softly, then suddenly sprang into action.
"Bang!"
Krun only saw a dark figure flash before his eyes, and the spiked club he had been holding tightly was suddenly flung away by a powerful force, while the dark figure slammed into his chest.
"Ouch!..."
Krun finally understood why Kak had been wailing incessantly.
Ouch! It really hurts! The spot on his chest where Qin Mo bumped into him felt like he'd been hit by a sledgehammer, and Krun spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Mo reversed the grip on the "Shadowless" short blades in both hands and pressed them close to Krunn. Every part of her body—legs, knees, shoulders, and elbows—became a weapon, constantly colliding and wrestling with Krunn's massive body.
Orcs generally prefer heavy weapons to fully utilize their strength, and everyone knows that heavy weapons are not conducive to close combat. So why do orcs ignore this? Because... orcs are not afraid of close combat; in fact, they just wait for their opponents to foolishly come and engage them in close combat.
Krun kept trying to squeeze Qin Mo with his massive body, and Qin Mo retaliated with her seemingly slender body, occasionally even using her short blade to cut Krun.
Every time Krun collided with Qin Mo, he felt as if his bones were about to shatter. This seemingly frail human had an incomprehensibly strong body. Once, Krun even wrapped his arms around Qin Mo, only to have Qin Mo headbutt him in the chest. Krun heard the clear sound of his bones breaking.
"You are not human...you...you are a vampire...you are a high-ranking vampire..."
When Krun finally fell, he let out a horrified scream.
Qin Mo shook his neck, inserted the double blades into the slots at his waist, and without caring that Krun was still alive, he broke off his fangs in one swift motion.
"Ah...ah...vampire...you...vampire!" Krun was barely breathing, but he still stared wide-eyed at the terrifying sight, repeating the same sentence over and over.
"Qin Mo... are you... a vampire?"
Kelly and the others watched Qin Mo torture and kill Krun the whole time. Finally, they couldn't help but ask a question in trembling voice.
"He's not a vampire, I can guarantee that." Saintess Heatherine finally approached, her voice icy. (To chat with more like-minded people about "Sailing and Conquest," follow "or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books.)