But it was too late.
Xu Shu twisted him into a pretzel with lightning speed, avoiding any unnecessary chit-chat to prevent long, troublesome dreams.
Having resurrected again, he had used up all of today's chances from the Tai Chu Scroll—it was his last life, so naturally, he had to be cautious.
Edric's body, twisted into chunks, quickly melted away, his eyes glaring at Xu Shu with the last of his strength, his voice growing weaker,
"Filthy, despicable human..."
"The severance has already begun..."
"I can't escape... nor can you..."
His voice faded as he dissolved into pus, and with a few light clinks, three blood-stained Purple Curse Crystals fell to the ground.
Xu Shu picked them up with a look of distaste.
The surfaces of these Curse Crystals were severely damaged, giving one the illusion that they might shatter like glass at any moment.
But since they were Third Rank Purple Curse Crystals, Xu Shu still wiped them clean and collected them.
