Looking at the Golden Patterned Worm in front of him, although Richard had no idea what it was bellowing about, he still mustered all of his concentration.
This creature had a formidable physique, and it also possessed a special skill. That golden blade light from before was worlds apart from the strikes of ordinary insects.
After the tough talk, the Mother Worm Guards' figure flashed, and a golden blade light once more aimed for Richard's neck.
This time, Richard was prepared. The Great Sword in his hand traced a strange arc, just barely blocking the golden blade light.
Clang!
The Demon Eater Sword clashed with the Golden Patterned Blade Arm, and surprisingly, the blade showed some minor chipping.
Richard offered a cold smile as the black flame atop the Demon Eater Sword instantly spread along the blade arm.