The middle-aged man's face turned pale, and he instinctively tried to lock the door to buy some time. However, in the next moment, the soldiers violently burst through the door and streamed in.
Behind the shattered door, the middle-aged man's eyes turned bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck, and his skin grew pale gray. It was as if something was crawling under his skin, forming grotesque bumps.
A thick, damp, and viscous smell, like that of the deep sea, filled the air.
Feeling a surge of immense power coursing through his body, the middle-aged man believed he could now punch a bull to death. A maniacal grin spread across his face as he lunged at the soldiers with a powerful fist.
The soldiers, seasoned in combat and clad in armor, were unafraid. One of them swung his short sword, piercing the man right through.
