Han Taeho’s head fell to the ground with a blund sound. Park Yoonchul was kneeling by him with his head hung low. Han Taeho’s head rolled into his field of sight. Han Taeho’s lifeless eyes looked into Park Yoonchul’s. Blood poured from the neck.
Park Yoonchul bit his lips. He was nicknamed Gargoa’s Fight King. A violent hunter with senses like that of a starved beast’s, and overwhelming strength and stamina. The ‘beast’s body’ that had made Park Yoonchul so famous was now ripping and the fur mane pulled out. Park Yoonchul’s body resembled a chunk of meat that had been butchered. With this body, he leapt at Kaligini’s sword.
Park Yoonchul’s head fell on top of Han Taeoho’s staring head. The blood dirtied both their faces. From the ground, both Han Taeho’s and Park Yoonchul’s eyes stared off into the distance.
As the last one alive, Goo Minjae was hurriedly healing his amputated leg.
“Fuck!”
He cast healing onto his leg, but he did not have enough mana. I’ve used up all my mana. Goddammit. How dare he attack so suddenly? Piece of shit. He could hear Kang Hyuk’s nearing footsteps. The pieces of concrete breaking under his feet became louder. Goo Minjae moane...
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