Chapter 60 Unbearable

• Cyrus nodded, "That explains everything. Those ghostly patterns engraved on the bullets must be your master's doing, too, I assume. I thought you were a great sorcerer, but it turns out you're just a thief. In that case, I have more reasons to get rid of you."
• With a wave of his arm, Cyrus turned his internal energy into countless fine needles. They poured at Black Hand like rain.
• Black Hand cried out. The pain caused his body to tremble. Still, he maneuvered himself out of the backyard.