"Damn, how can she still be thinking of me at a time like this...?"
Yino hid behind the numerous cultists, witnessing with his own eyes as a Wuji Sect disciple was killed and discarded in public. His expression instantly became a bit strained.
As the tall and burly cultist leader gave the order, the many cultists all drew out their blood scythes, no longer able to contain their feverish killing intent as they attacked and surrounded from all directions.
This chaotic scene could be called a feast of slaughter.
After all, they were evil cultists. Once they saw red, they disregarded any organizational discipline. Their fighting style was basically no different from an all-you-can-eat buffet - whoever killed first got the spoils.
"Brothers, don't get too carried away killing just yet. Do you still remember the orders from our master?"
"Master told us to properly take care of that attention-seeking brat wielding the sword!"
