He swayed his head and stepped to a rhythmic beat, continuously walking toward the evil spirit heads.
At the heaviest point of the rhythm.
He stomped down. Every step came with a wet splat as head after head burst open, brains spraying out like accompaniment to pounding drumbeats.
After finishing a dance, Ash cleaned the evil spirit intestines caught between the gaps in his ribs.
"Oh, fuck, is this shit?!"
Ash disgustedly peeled off a yellow, foul-smelling unidentified substance.
But before he could relax.
Red blood continuously seeped up from the ground around him, its warm, fishy stench soaking his ankles.
The earth turned soft.
Then a piercing sound came from nearby, a sensation so intense it made his eardrums feel as though they were about to burst.
"What the hell? I don't even have eardrums anymore, so why am I still feeling this?"
"Come on, keep it up if you've got the guts. I'd like to see how you'll make my ears explode when I don't even have any!"
Ash clutched the spots where his ears should have been, cursing nonstop in every direction.
The instant he covered his ears, a blackish-gray figure abruptly appeared behind him, extending its sharp claws toward his heart.
The sharp black nails collided with his black ribs, producing a metallic clang. A crack appeared in Ash's first rib.
The nails on that black claw shattered completely, flying more than ten meters away.
"What the hell is this thing? It's making me itch like crazy!" Though Ash felt agonizing pain, he still refused to concede verbally.
At the same time, he quickly spun around and swung his right hand behind him.
But he hit nothing.
As he turned, he saw the figure vanish—a creature like a flayed lizard.
It was Eligos, that demon!
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