Just as Liam threw the needles and stuck his katana into the disciple's spine, he swiped horizontally with his shortsword and formed a nasty gash on the man's neck.
SHING! BOF!
The Umbral Needles exploded into fumes, corroding the other two disciples' Rank 3 bodies like acid.
It had managed to pierce through their chest, then spread to their faces and marred them beyond recognition.
After Liam's advancement, the Umbral Needles were at the gaseous stage of the second Rank.
The darkness that oozed from them melted away layers of flesh with ease.
They weren't dead just yet.
Only one was.
The disciple with the neck wound desperately attempted to scurry away and run, but corrosive chains wrapped around his face and yanked him back.
With another thrust of Liam's sword, a hole formed in the man's heart, killing him.
Liam shifted his attention to the other two.
