Chapter 332
Black Mirage’s face was dark, his eyes as sinister as a snake’s. He ground his teeth so hard they audibly clicked.
“Hehehe, Demon, do you really think you’ve won p>
He licked his lips like a snake’s tongue, his expression filled with the madness of an all-or-nothing gamble.
He suddenly pressed a device on his wrist.
A cloud of smoke exploded from his feet, shrouding everything in its pungent haze.
“Black Mirage, you’re getting more pathetic the older you get,” Serena said, her expression unchanging as she watched the smoke spread. She didn’t even raise a hand to cover her nose. “I told you, Ghost Doctor is here. How could your poison possibly work on me p>
“Even if it doesn’t, I can still take your life!” Black Mirage’s grim voice sneered.
Suddenly, a dark figure shot through the smoke.
Several diamond-shaped daggers, glowing with a faint blue light, flew silently and swiftly toward Serena’s face, like vipers striking.
The angle was tricky, the attack vicious.
Serena clicked her tongue. “Tsk, I called you an idiot, and you’re really determined to prove me right p>
Her cold, beautiful face showed no emotion.
As a dagger sliced toward her neck, she fiercely kicked Black Mirage’s wrist.
A dagger clattered to the ground.
Black Mirage let out a muffled grunt and staggered back into the smoke.
“The smoke is for hiding. The moment you make a sound, how could I not pinpoint your location?” Serena lifted her foot, hooked the dagger on the ground with her toe, and kicked it back into the smoke.
“Agh p>
A scream rang out.
But it wasn’t Black Mirage’s voice.
Through the haze, he could be vaguely seen pulling one of his men in front of him as a human shield.
His dark, hideous face was almost visible through the smoke.
He roared, “Dammit, dammit, dammit!” and lunged toward Serena.
He raised another dagger, charging straight out of the smoke with an air of reckless abandon.
The cold, blue gleam of the blade was sharp. Serena leaned back, narrowly avoiding the fatal attack.
But the next second, a savage grin spread across Black Mirage’s face.
He suddenly spat a volley of steel needles from his mouth.
The needles were long and thick. There was no telling how he had hidden them.
So this was the blow-dart technique Norvane was so famous for.
It was certainly unexpected.
Serena’s eyes narrowed. She leaned back again, her movements clean and decisive as she dodged the needles.
Then, with agile grace, she kicked Black Mirage square in the chest.
The force of the blow sent him flying backward.
Just as he was about to fall into the courtyard’s electric net, he stomped on a nearby tree branch, his body swinging up into the airin an incredibly strange posture content
At the same time, he spat out another barrage of steel needles.
“Bang p>
Suddenly, a tall, imposing figure appeared at Serena’s side.
He lifted his long leg in a precise side kick.
With a crisp clang, the steel needles were kicked away, embedding themselves
deep into a nearby stone pillar.
“Tsk… The great leader of the
Kurobara Shroud, resorting to such
Perate fow rent tactics p>
You
have no honor p>
The man’s voice was lazy and unrestrained.
He lowered his leg and stood beside Serena.
The two of them together, the scene was unbelievably cool and badass, as if they had walked strautofe a comic book.