Death!

The figure charged at him once more.

"BOOM!!"

His palm stuck directly at the figure's chest.

"Bam!!!"

The figure landed and tumbled on the ground.

"PRIESTESS!" It was actually a woman with red hair and and a crimson cloth.

She seem to have been her personal maid of some sort.

The lady rapidly crawled over and rushed to Mellisa' side, her tears falling like rain.

Mellisa spat out a mouthful of black blood and grimaced as she looked at the young girl, a weak smile on her face.

"…This isn't your fault… Ling…" The black smoke emitting from Mellisa was growing thicker.

The Berserk tiger state brought with it terrifyingly penetrative power.

At the sight of the scene, Ezra's excitement and frenzy began to die down. Although he was moved by this scene, that was no reason for him to let them go.

They were Devil Worshipper, there was no telling how many people thy had killed to grow stronger.