"Fuck! Shit!"

Lubor turned pale, breathing every expletive even as he stumbled backward.

The man striding toward him was an incarnation of terror, almost as if he was not human, like some ancient god whose very cries would leave the world shaking.

As for Frank, he could see that Silverbell's dress was almost torn off, and he certainly knew what Lubor was up to.

Making sure to walk close enough to Lubor, he suddenly bellowed with a roar.

"Argh!!!"

then, and he suddenly found the strength to turn

Hah!" Frank snorted and

himself unable to feel his legs and

let out a blood-curdling scream

legs were severed cleanly from his knees with pure vigor, and he could see that they were still standing further behind him when

closing in, Lubor kept screaming as he crawled away from Frank with both hands, spurred by his survival instincts. As he did,

like a reaper, "No, don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm a member of Hundred Bane Sect and the third heir of

as the vermin clearly lost his mind but refrained

wanted Lubor to despair and kept following him, imposing

instincts into overdrive, and he kept crawling forward over three hundred meters,

Screech!

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