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“Ugh… bleh…”
“Grgh…”
The distinct, pungent stench of blood filled the air.
On the floor, eight massive demons bled profusely from holes that pierced through their entire bodies. The sheer volume of blood coming from them flooded the area into a sea of red.
“What the hell was that just now?”
“Like hell I’d know. Those things… those red thorns just shot out from their bodies…”
The fight had already ended before anyone even processed what had happened. And while the onlooking demons were still staring in confusion, Meirin swept her disheveled hair back before looking down at the wounded.
“Crying over a few holes in your guts…. Tsk tsk. Aren’t you guys demons? You all should be able to regenerate wounds like these with ease.”
“Please… please, sto—kuh…!”
“Quit writhing and start healing unless you really want to die,” Meirin coldly cut off, stomping directly on their wounds and squeezing the blood out of them.
Everyone watching flinched. They all knew Meirin was sparing them on purpose since none of the demons had died from that initial blow—but the reason she did so was the opposite of what they expected.
Just to make them suffer to the end… she’s insane.
I don’t think I can get her to spare my life if I get caught up in this…
Realizing Meirin wasn’t someone to be taken lightly, the spectators scattered in all directions. Anyone displaying their strength here so openly was most likely someone above even the Black Arms, perhaps even one of the Ten Evils themselves or someone close to them.
“P-please… spare me…”
“I’m begging you…”
The eight demons flailed in desperation, receiving no help from anyone, slowly dying on the blood-soaked ground.
I didn’t think I’d run into her this soon… Se-Hoon made a complicated expression.
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