The body of another deformed monster dropped to the ground with a thud. A moment later, dark green blood oozed from its mouth with a low wail.
"Grrr..."
Without care, Asura's hand grasped its face, crushing its brain and devouring the vitality and magic forming the horror's body.
After a brief respite with Lorem, Asura plunged deeper into the nightmarish hellscape, engaging in a relentless battle against the horde of monsters. The hours and the number of creatures he had slain since parting ways with her were a blur in his mind.
"There is a feeling of pressure each time I kill them now. I must be close to breaking through to the Seventh Stage." Asura paused for a moment and looked at the decomposing corpses that followed his wake... dozens of them now gone forever.
"The ability to devour is truly something that destroys the balance of the world. Let's head back to Lorem and return home... The other's must be worried."
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