"Stop wasting time!" the female Semi-Saint of the Underworld Clan glanced at the leader of their group and warned.
Before her voice had even faded, she raised her staff with both hands and began to chant in a low voice. The surrounding air began to distort and warp as countless spectral shadows emerged from the void, transforming into pale, clawed hands that lunged toward the Butcher.
"Damn it, a woman's heart is truly the most venomous! You didn't even finish speaking before making a move!" The Butcher let out a cold snort, and a surging torrent of power erupted from within his body, forming an invisible shield that batted the clawed hands away one by one.
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