Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
The heads of several demon beasts flew into the air. Black blood spurted out like rain. When they fell to the ground, white smoke was popping up.
Black Jack danced a dance of slaughter in the rain of acid and slayed the remaining demon beasts neatly, rescuing the first elder of the Turing Clan.
But more demon beasts noticed the anomaly and turned to Black Jack.
In every direction, pairs of green eyes were beaming with brutality. The demon beasts ran toward them in small steps and gradually accelerated, as if they were a charging legion of iron armored knights.
"Run!"
Black Jack's face changed color. He carried the great elder of the Turing Clan on his back and ran away.
The demon beasts were all independent and did not have a 'main brain'. When thousands of soldiers were marching close, even the strongest sorcerer would have to retreat.
