One Against Five

As the voices drifted closer, waves of deep purple mist first surged up to the second floor, spreading across the ground like dry-ice fog on a stage.

At the same time, a green cloud of poisonous insects buzzed as it beat its wings, darting about the stairway entrance and searching every corner.

Before the Evil Professions had even arrived, they had already sent out venomous bugs and poisonous smoke to sweep the area. They were extremely cautious.

Standing in the most conspicuous spot, Alicia glanced toward a place not far from the stairway, where Celestial Venerable Moral was hiding. Seeing the toxic smoke and insects about to reach him, she immediately raised her staff and created a small hurricane, sweeping the thick, heavy smoke and insect swarm into the air.

The footsteps on the stairs paused, and the Evil Professions stopped talking.

A few seconds later, a chuckle came from the stairway entrance.

"Only two of them. Let's go up."

As soon as he spoke, a group of people climbed the stairs and entered Alicia and Green Bamboo's view. Just as Celestial Venerable Moral had said, there were five enemies.

At the head of the group was a young white man with dark green hair. He wore pale jeans, his muscular, well-built upper body bare. Four black mutated arms grew from his ribs.

Those black arms were incomparably thick, brimming with strength. Their nails were sharp keratin claws that looked capable of tearing through steel.

His eyes had mutated into amber vertical pupils, utterly devoid of human emotion as his gaze shifted.

"Hundred-Armed Demon Bug." Alicia's lovely face turned grave. Though she had anticipated it when she heard the title "Hundred-Armed Deacon," the last trace of hope in her heart was shattered upon seeing him in person.

Hundred-Armed Demon Bug