Welcoming the God of Slaughter

An arrow enclosed in flowing with complex patterns Spiritual Qi whistled through the air and with a bright flash of light and explosive sound, decimated the massive stone temple doors, chunks of stone flying everywhere. 

Both the ruined gateway and the complex of stone buildings around then resembled a disturbed ant nest as cultists poured from all openings, in surprising numbers.

Their eyes, filled with indignation and bloodlust, captured the image of six sublime beauties standing in the distance, freezing in stupor for a moment at the surreal sight.

"I am not used to fighting in group, and do not wish to ruin your cooperation, so I will go ahead"

Nie Xiwang spoke touching her Spatial Ring as twelve golden swords appeared in the air behind her, her figure floating up and gracefully moving forward at high speed.

"Wai-...", Feng Yi wanted to say something, her eyes filling with concern for the beauty as she raised her hand, but froze the next moment.