Mordred watched the entire brutal scene from the side.
It was more like a one-sided slaughter, as Lirian ripped the group to bits, body parts, guts and blood, soon coloured the burnt earth and not a single person remained.
The boy who was the first to point his sword at Lirian and Edith the most tragic fates of all, and as Lirian plunged his thumbs into the boys eyes, more than one person loudly winced as his eyes popped open to become a bloody mess.
And finally the slaughter came to an end as Lirian propped the body up and smashed his skull on to the ground causing his brains to grotesquely splatter.
Mordred thought back to little battle that his class had with and this was worlds apart, back then they all knew that Lirian was insanely powerful but this was just insane.
A mortal vs thirty body cultivators and he won, and from the way Lirian fought it was clear that his strength was inferior, yet he completely dominated them with pure skill, breaking them into pieces.
