The Red Sea is vast and boundless, scattered with islands like stars in the sky, a territory long dominated by the True Blood Sect.
At this moment, on the largest of these islands, one could only see a golden-haired, blue-eyed barbarian riding an exotic beast, rushing forward with a fierce smile, attacking a group of frantic, fleeing natives.
His upper body was bare, with a heart-guarding fur swaying in the breeze as he let out a wild laugh, casting forth a blood-red lasso covered in vicious barbs,
The lasso circled in the sky before transforming into a streak of blood light, shooting straight towards the leader of the island natives.
The native leader, seeing the blood light hurling directly at him, inwardly cried out in woe; in less than a breath's time, despite his desperate attempt to dodge, he was still ensnared by the barbed blood-red lasso.
In the space of blood light's inhalation and exhalation, nothing was left on the ground but a patch of scalp.
