SHHINK SHHINK SHHINK…
The sound of razor-sharp slicing, like a violent storm, swept up the two Shadow Bats.
Their Defense was already significantly weaker in their Shadow Bat forms.
And now they were facing a powerful Forbidden Curse with immense destructive force.
The two Level Four Shadow Bats were shredded into a pile of minced flesh without any resistance.
SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT…
Some of the scattered bits of flesh and blood pattered to the ground.
But as the rest fell, countless Shadow Threads burst forth, like tens of thousands of strands of hair, rapidly converging into a Shadow Cocoon.
SHIING—
A blade of Shadow flashed past, and the Shadow Cocoon was sliced open.
A murky gray shadow fell out from within, quickly transforming into the humanoid form of the Blood Race.
His blood-red pupils swept over his female companion, who had been diced into mincemeat.
