Chapter 13: Supernatural Beast.

Even though he was only at Level-2 at the moment, the volume of his aura wasn't something these ordinary people could endure.

Let alone them, even Zans found it difficult to breathe in the absolute darkness.

Aza'zel's left hand flashed crimson as Exasnguinator took form. The beautiful, slender revolver with crimson patterns of withered flowers decorating its sleek frame.

His bloodline energy boiled over, diffusing into the empty chambers of the gun as one bullet took form after the next. Although the vultures wanted to shoot, they couldn't see Aza'zel or their gang leader at the moment, so they hesitated.

In the midst of their hesitation, flashes of crimson infiltrated their groups as they took a position in the six directions, almost resembling the David Star if one were to look from a birds-eye-view perspective.