The Flower-Plucking Fiend was completely numb, having even given up on gathering his remaining scattered flesh pieces. Though his demonic cultivation granted him an undying body, he could not regenerate from a single drop of blood, and he had no idea how many more Golden Cores Luosa could pull out to detonate.
Though what he had seen didn't quite look like a Golden Core, the familiar mana fluctuations and the utterly unbearable destructive force made it clear to him that these were indeed Golden Core self-detonations...
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Under Luosa's relentless firepower coverage, the Flower-Plucking Fiend finally had his soul scattered and perished completely. After some quick calculations, Luosa confirmed that the fiend was dead beyond any doubt.
Chapter 55