Wind blade small world.

The blood-stained face was full of despair, for his truth had been exhausted, but now hundreds of giant blades of wind continued to pour at him.

He could imagine that once cut by those huge wind blades, his body would instantly become hundreds of pieces.

"Think of my generation of witches, but the future wizard gods are dead here! I'm not reconciled!"

With all his last strength, he made a roar, and the worms did not close their eyes until they died. Instead, they stared round.

Looking at the wind blade coming, the scallop blood that had been ready for death found that those wind blades...