Enquete and Vixierna moved with extreme speed, reaching the source of the howling cries before long. Even though both had been mentally prepared, they could not help but suck in a cold breath at the sight.
There were far more wandering souls than they had imagined. From afar, they stretched like a boundless ocean!
There were over thirty demigod-level wandering souls charging at the very front alone!
Their eyes fell on the swiftly fleeing figure being pursued by the demigod-level wandering souls. It was a woman with disheveled hair, yet her lower body was that of a snake. Her speed fluctuated between fast and slow, as though she had suffered severe injuries, but she kept circling and evading, drawing this terrifying sea of wandering souls toward the Satan Team's gathering island.
Koresha! Vixierna looked at the culprit who had brought this enormous danger upon them at the most critical moment, and a fierce hatred surfaced in her eyes.
The heavily wounded Koresha, being hunted down, seemed determined to perish together with them. She flew straight toward the two without regard for anything else. The demigod-level wandering souls had already discovered Enquete and Vixierna, and some were pouncing toward them.
Vixierna took a deep breath. The air itself faintly trembled as if being torn apart, and an enormous vortex abruptly appeared ahead.
The Beelzebub Royal Family bloodline talent—Devour!
Though it could not compare to the indiscriminate, absolute devouring power of the God-Devouring Mask, this talent was anything but trivial, especially when wielded by a demigod-level powerhouse. In an instant, the demigod wandering souls flying toward them slowed. White mist continuously streamed from their bodies into the vortex, and their forms visibly thinned. Koresha bore the brunt of it; even her snake body shrank smaller and smaller beneath the devouring force.
Vixierna