The Pinnacle Of Life

“What the hell is he?!”

“Stop screaming like some little girl,” Spencer said. “Doesn’t he look like a man? Just a little bit bigger and uglier? So what if he can speak? Even a three year old can speak as normal humans do.”

Spencer furrowed his brows. He didn’t know what the hell the guy was either. However, he did know that this guy was extremely dangerous.

Roar!

None of the guys from the Left-wing Troops who the Blood Shura had possessed could speak, but they could roar. So they charged toward Spencer and the others.

Boom, boom, boom!

The battle had begun.

Spencer used all the power he had as a master at Tribulation Crossing in the face of life and death. Unfortunately, the gun in his hand left massive damage every time it shot an enemy. It was unfortunate that none of the possessed guys were afraid of death!

“Ahhhh!”

companions let out a

pierced through

same person retreating, rushing toward the three meter tall leader of theirs, and passed on the blood energy he had absorbed to the leader through their

of a sudden, the leader seemed to

“F*ck!”

and sending it to that guy through their mouth, which is giving him

and knew that he couldn’t drag this on much longer, and he needed to leave immediately. The leader had

The great destruction gun

the most powerful ability he had. The Blood Sacrifice was a secret technique from the Blood Cult. It took his blood as

carried heavy shadows of blood. However, once he used the Blood Sacrifice technique, it wasn’t to fight against the Blood Shuras but to escape. He repelled two of the guys, took advantage

front of himself as

go!” The man was shocked, furious to the point he was about to

hands and feet had been bound, and he could only condense the strongest spiritual powers he had to block the assault. He couldn’t move, nor could

mean that he could only watch as he

Crack!