"Count, you go first, I'll hold her off!"
At this moment, an anxious shout came from behind from Galod.
Fool, I don't dare to go up, and you're a mere Special Level trying to hold her off? It couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Screech!
The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed, followed by intense pain.
A bloodied hand, like a sharp spear, pierced through the body from the back and emerged from the chest.
Then violently pulled sideways, tearing half of the body apart, the right side of the chest bursting, the right arm flying into the sky.
Flesh flew, organs spilled, the scene was immensely bloody.
"Ah! Galod!!"
Labres let out an uncontrollable roar, reacting swiftly, he swung his left arm and punched backward, the punch twisting the air, carrying with it destructive force.
However, this punch was met with emptiness.
