Crack!
The bright and sharp blade of the sword ruthlessly cleaved a particularly Coward Demon in half.
The grey-brown Coward Demon screamed as it was split into two, its blood evaporated under the sunlight, and its skin and bones turned to ash.
The twisted and grotesque body disappeared, leaving behind only a palm-sized transparent Soul Shard.
More than 20 Coward Demons fell without any capability to fight back.
They had attempted to distance themselves from the Abyssal Rift, heading to other regions.
The Bay Territory naturally would not allow this situation to occur.
Sensing a faint aura slowly approaching her, Elleo subconsciously took a step back.
The light red mark, slightly warm, seemed ready to endow Elleo with this Strength.
She merely glanced at it disdainfully, then indifferently turned and walked away, the greed surging from her body unable to stir up even a ripple in the depths of her heart.
