Transforming Succubus: Almost Doomsday

Consequently, the practitioner of the cutting magic would bear the pain of the person being cut.

But this also rendered Sha Yue completely insensible to pain.

Of course, the final skill was Grandma's—Mending.

Black, fine threads sewed Sha Yue's body together with that of the "family of five".

The moment the mending was complete, Sha Yue's will was instantly shattered!

It was not the will of the family of five, but that of the thousands upon thousands whose bodies had been sewn into his.

Supremely adept at destroying others' wills, the Nether Demons could obliterate a person in their desire, but they couldn't offer the slightest resistance to the powerful spiritual attack of the stitched bodies.

Soon...

Under the cover of the Nether Demons, the elite Lust Demon Sha Yue, at the level of a great demon, was completely stitched by the disaster-class corrupt spawn's divided body—merging finished.

The whole process was silent.

Though Midel, only a few meters away from the Lust Demon, did detect a slight change in odor,

such a change proved nothing. On the first floor of the shopping mall, corpses lay scattered in disarray, their pungent stench already causing significant interference with the sense of smell.

Sha Yue's body was like a lump of mud, his physique seemingly capable of liquefaction. Although in the eyes of his prey, Sha Yue appeared as the most perfect image in their hearts, in reality, Sha Yue was utterly hideous.

The current Sha Yue was even more hideous, his body torn apart, the gaping splits connected by countless fine, black threads.

Like a puppet controlled by puppeteer's strings, the lump of mud writhed, inching closer to Midel.

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Meanwhile, demons such as the Nether Demon and the Horror Demon were beginning to hunt on higher floors of the shopping mall.

But such hunting barely amused the demon chiefs. Under the veil of night, they couldn't appreciate the despair on the faces of their prey.

Blood Demon Dututa did not continue the hunt with the other elite demons.

It smelled blood.

Though each floor was thick with the stench of blood, Dututa still caught the scent...

It was not the smell of humans or livestock, nor that of the corrupt spawn.

In the space between the fourth and fifth floors, a special prisoner lay hidden.

The other elite demons took note of Dututa's behavior but didn't care. The Beast Demons, with their powerful sense of smell, had long detected a faint life force between the fourth and fifth floors.

Presumably, it was some cannon fodder-like prisoner with a two-digit number.

Such a prisoner was of no satisfaction to kill.

However, the Horror Demon was somewhat concerned...

It found it strange that such a weak life force had the faintest sense of fear.

Whether it was a prisoner with a two-digit or three-digit number, they stood no chance against the demon chiefs.

Every prisoner's heart was filled with fear, but the person on the fourth floor...

had almost no fear at all.

The Horror Demon was also curious, so not long after the Blood Demon had headed towards the fourth floor, it followed behind.

Even though it was curious, in the eyes of Horror Demon Buxun, Blood Demon was already a step ahead...

So the weak human on the fourth floor must now be in a state of Blood Explosion, about to die, right?

Smack!

The sound of flesh bursting interrupted Horror Demon Buxun's train of thought.

Standing at the entryway to the elevator from the fourth to the fifth floor, Buxun suddenly halted.

Just as it thought Blood Demon had completed the hunt, blood and flesh splattered, drenching its face.

But the falling fangs, broken demonic horns, and the specific scent of Crystal Stone in demon blood...

made Buxun's expression turn to one of shock—Blood Demon... was dead!

The still faint life force, quietly approached the Horror Demon in the darkness.

The steady, forceful sound of footsteps, as if to declare, he was the grandest hunter in this night.