Yusuf Zuck had hurried over, but when he arrived, he coincidentally witnessed the young man committing the act of heart-extraction murder.
Clearly, the young man was a villain, so the one contending with him was a good person. Without hesitation, Yusuf shouted angrily and directly stomped the floor of the small temple, collapsing it. Then, like a deity descending to earth, he entered the fray and exchanged a punch with the young man!
"Boom—crack, crack, crack—" Under the immense force, those elongated and sharp claws, like eggshells, were instantly crushed into a bloody mess, along with his forearm and shoulder, shattered by Yusuf's overpowering strength.
"Pfft—." The young man had not anticipated the arrival of such a ferocious and mighty figure. The other's strength was even more formidable than Fasting, so not only did his right arm disappear in the blink of an eye, but he also spouted a mouthful of fresh blood.
