Killing spree

Karlo lay bleeding on the scorched ground. A gaping wound carved deep into his chest that reached all the way to the bone. As if that weren't bad enough, the energy from Cain's previous attack had rippled through his body, sealing his meridians and paralyzing him from the neck down. Helpless, he could do nothing but stare in abject terror at the figure descending toward him from above.

Even though he was a Late Divine Transcendence Master—a man who had taken countless lives, subjugated entire cities, and ruled over millions of souls—Karlo felt only dread in his heart at this very moment. The young man approaching him was the embodiment of a nightmare.

"Mo... Monster!" That single word tumbled from Karlo's lips, reflecting the horror he felt. To him, Cain Laurifer was no mere cultivator but an unstoppable force, an entity beyond comprehension.