Hao Ren still remembered what Hesperis had looked like the first time he met her. In his impression, she had been a calm, slightly gloomy woman, like a mature older sister with a somewhat dark personality. But seeing her for the second time gave him quite a fright. Hesperis looked like a starving ghoul that had crawled out of hell to devour its prey, terrifying in appearance. Murderous intent rose from her body like a tangible aura, her eyes were bloodshot, and her voice was hoarse. Her enormous mace of unknown material was stained with who knew how much blood, which dripped onto the ground drop by drop. Vivian covered her eyes and muttered under her breath, "A second personality..."
"Have you seen the one-eyed bastard?!" Hesperis looked as if she had gone mad, but her cognition was perfectly intact. She stared at Hao Ren and Vivian and asked hoarsely, "Leave him to me. Leave him to me..."
"You've been fighting for too long. You should go back and rest," Vivian seemed to be trying to calm her down, but after receiving a vicious glare, she shook her head helplessly. "The Demon Hunters never came this way. The Shadow Demon Family's bastards colluded with them. We're on our way to take down Bethmos. Want to come with us?"
"No. I'm going to find the one-eyed bastard. I'm going to kill him." A crimson halo gradually rose from the "battle staff" in Hesperis's hand. Under its glow, the surrounding space grew increasingly hot and began to twist. "I can feel it... I can feel that he's already come to this city. This time I'm not wrong. This time I'm absolutely not wrong. My wound feels burning hot... Ah, the arrowhead in my wound must have sensed its master's summons! It'll lead