Bang!

They heard another explosion, followed by the lich’s shriek. It sounded like he was vomiting blood. 

—Kyaaaaah!

“Dieeee!”

Chi-Woo didn’t stop even after the lich’s loose robe fell. He didn’t stop to take a breather or shout out lines about unleashing his true skills and whatnot. Chi-Woo simply gritted his teeth and swung his club like mad again and again. 

–No!

“Die! I said, die!” 

–Wait!

“Die! Please die!” 

–I am already dead, so s-stop! 

“Die you bastard!”

The lich’s robe had turned into flattened laundry since long ago. While watching this unfold, Ru Amuh suddenly realized that he had been freed. He recollected himself and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he looked around. His eyes widened in surprise. The uninjured mutants were still battling the other heroes like before. However, the ones whose body parts had grown back and the ones that had attached severed limbs all over their body were acting strange. They looked deeply pained and ran widely everywhere while pouring out a fountain of blood until they exploded. Some of them even clutched to an unwounded mutated before their destruction. 

The situation was progressing in favor of the heroes now. The majority of the reassembled mutants ran rampant without caring whether they were hitting friend or foe, and the uninjured mutated ones soon fell victim to them.

“Is it a rejection response?” Zelit murmured calmly. “Managing life requires one to meet all...