The Blood Slaves that had been standing mere moments ago now bore gaping holes in their heads, causing their bodies to crumple with a sickening flop.
Crimson droplets splattered and drenched the unyielding cement beneath, creating a gruesome tableau. As the metallic tang of blood permeated the air, a stark contrast emerged—an ethereal, transparent screen materialized before Jin's eyes.
[You have successfully killed a Tier 0 - Level 1 Blood Slave!]
Jin's eyebrows shot up in a mixture of surprise and confusion as he read the information displayed on the screen.
A peculiar expression crossed his face as he regarded the hidden Blood Slaves lurking in the shadows. "Their level is so low?" he mumbled to himself, a little startled by this revelation.
But before Jin could process the implications further, the scene before him shifted drastically.
