All he could see was the corpse half-buried in the grass of the field, its face turned upward. Its body was clean and its expression peaceful, as if it had simply fallen asleep.
Of course, Leo could sense that there was no trace of life left in the body before him. There was not even the slightest energy fluctuation, and not a single microorganism remained in its cells.
Leo gently raised a hand. The grass was torn apart, and the peaceful body slowly floated into the air, leaving behind only a clearly outlined human-shaped pit in the ground.
Of course, not a speck of dirt or debris had stained the body. It was spotless.
As Leo moved the body, the hundred Blood Corpses behind him seemed to sense his intentions as well. They let out terrifying roars before charging madly toward Leo in the very center, their violent movements seemingly intent on tearing him to pieces.
Leo did not even turn his head. He held his right hand upright and swept it backward. A Golden Light blade shot from his hand, rapidly expanding a hundredfold in midair before suddenly forming a massive blade of light that flew toward the hundred or so violent corpses surrounding him from behind.
The loosely condensed Golden Light slammed into the three nearest Blood Corpses, its tremendous energy swiftly cleaving open their abdomens. At the same time, the immense impact sent their hundreds-of-kilograms bodies flying.
While still in midair, it split them in two. The Golden Light dimmed only slightly before continuing forward, swiftly slamming into the Blood Corpses flying behind them as well.
Its movements were so fast that, in the blink of an eye, more than half of the Blood Corpses that had surrounded Leo from behind had been split in two by