Chapter 398 — Making Connections
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
The beam cut across its pupil, sliced open its cheek, and cut deep enough to expose bone. In the instant it dodged, the Sorrowless Sword, from behind the split sun, turned into a beam of light and pierced in through its mouth and out through the back of its skull. Then it reversed, entered through the back of the skull, and burst out through the front.
Like a needle drawing thread, the Sorrowless Sword stitched back and forth, piercing through its head hundreds upon hundreds of times in an instant, then became a cold gleam whirling around its neck.
The sword light suddenly withdrew. The demon god’s head was now riddled with holes.
Its neck swayed, and a mountain-sized head slid from its shoulders, tumbled into the gateway behind it, and rolled with a rumbling sound that spread across all the mountains and streams.