Chapter 222: All Flash, No Substance!

The Vyrth Tribe man looked vicious, his features twisted with feral malice. He glared at Daxton Mabbett. "If you're going to kill me, then kill me! Don't think you can pry any-" Daxton lifted his leg and stomped down hard. Crack! The sound of bone shattering rang out. Then he moved with ruthless efficiency, tapping a finger into several of the man's meridian hubs in rapid succession. A modified Devouring Heart Hand! In an instant, the man's limbs contorted grotesquely. Dark red and blackish...