Liu Yuanyuan raised the machete.
The blade looked to weigh only four or five pounds, yet she had an extraordinarily hard time lifting it. As it rose, two blood grooves appeared, resembling Space Rifts—strange and terrifying.
"I'll deal with all of you in one go!"
"I don't have time to play hide-and-seek."
Liu Yuanyuan spoke softly.
Her tone was cold.
A vicious glint flashed in her eyes.
Inside the hall.
Don had already blocked the Ghost Slaves, so they would not pose a threat for the time being. But the Vicious Ghosts transformed from Evolvers were unaffected in their movements, and over a hundred of them had already surrounded her.
"Die!"
Liu Yuanyuan shouted in a low voice.
She aimed the machete in her hand at the surrounding Vicious Ghosts and hacked down viciously!
The Vicious Ghosts were closing in from all sides.
So she did not bring the blade straight down. Instead, when it had fallen halfway, she swept it horizontally in a sweeping arc!
"Crack!"
"Pfft!"
"Ah—!"
The hall instantly rang with the sound of flesh and bone breaking, along with terrifying, bloodcurdling screams.
At that very instant.
With Liu Yuanyuan at the center.
The Vicious Ghosts closing in around her seemed to have been thrown into a meat grinder. Their bodies visibly split in two horizontally, then, under the influence of some supernatural power, changed shape, twisted, and flattened...
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The Vicious Ghosts that had maintained human forms turned directly into puddles of minced flesh and crashed to the ground within seconds!
"Again!"
After finishing the first strike, Liu Yuanyuan raised the blade with the momentum of the swing.
This time, it seemed even more difficult than the first. The veins on her arms, face, and forehead bulged visibly, showing that she was exerting herself