"Is it necessary?"
The Demon Hunter raised his iron hammer again and roared at Anthony. His words were indistinct, but Anthony knew what he was asking.
Was it necessary to step into the darkness.
Once the Secret Blood was let out of control, the Demon Hunters would inevitably gain a tremendous boost, but that also doomed them to step into Demonization. All these reliable combat forces before his eyes would be ruined. Even if they could slaughter all the Soul-Reviving Corpses, who then would kill the out-of-control Demon Hunters?
Reinforcements?
The thought flashed through Anthony's mind and was immediately discarded.
Anthony never expected any reinforcements. He believed only in himself, and in what he gripped tightly in his hand. This was the Demon Hunting Order's war; the only ones they could rely on were the members of the Order themselves.
"No, there's no need! No need to kill them all—drive them back!"
