"Get out of the way," Bai Youyou whispered sternly.
"Don't underestimate the professionalism of us Ogres!"
The Two Tier Cleaner roared, his gray robe torn by his expanding body, growing a full size larger and revealing a ferocious face.
"Mimicry · Bone Head!"
A savage aura surged, countless beams of light in his hands gathered into a rudimentary form, and then an Ogre Bone Staff covered in spikes appeared in his hand.
Pieces of rotting flesh with a foul odor were scattered among the spikes on the surface of the bone staff, with a structure resembling the ribs of a baby wrapped around its top.
Countless ghostly black mists entwined around its staff, sending out a chorus of wails.
The massive Bone Head swung with a whoosh, smashing towards Bai Youyou's face.
Bai Youyou sidestepped to dodge.
Once a Cleaner reaches Two Tier, their life becomes fundamentally different from that of ordinary people, capable of soul resonance to gather their own mimetic weapon.
