Limited Killing

"Damn you!" Yi Di flew up from the watchtower. His feather cloak dazzled while an enormous pair of wings burst from his back. They generated a strong climbing power, bringing him up into the sky.

Every single feather of the swan cloak worn by Yi Di had released a tens of meters long beam of light. On each feather, countless tiny spell symbols sparked with a blinding light. In the air, an especially strong power had been suppressing the swan cloak, trying its best to weaken its flying ability.

In the wooden city, hundreds of gigantic totem pillars glowed simultaneously. Tens of thousands of Maguspreists stood by those pillars, cut their wrists open, and sprayed fresh blood on them.