Black light ravaged the Great Evil Spirit's body without cease. Its flesh was blasted full of tiny holes, and after countless heads let out their final screams, they turned to ash and fell from Gaston's body.
Its enormous body trembled violently and began to contract. Its scab-like skin split open again and again like mud, exposing the writhing rotten flesh beneath.
It had suffered a devastating blow.
But its final counterattack came as well!
Countless blood scabs and a dense tide of maggots shot out from its ruptured cracks, instantly engulfing dozens of Marrow Eaters, including the falling Marrow Eater chieftain.
"Chieftain!" The Judgment Councilor's eyes nearly split with rage as he watched more than a dozen nearby blood scabs pierce through the chieftain's body.
The chieftain spat out a mouthful of blood in midair, yet a flicker of joy appeared at the corner of his lips.
They had done it!
They had gravely wounded Gaston in one strike!
The black mist left inside Gaston's body exploded with a boom and surged upward, engulfing the Great Evil Spirit from the inside out.
Gaston let out an unwilling howl. Then, like a rotting mountain of flesh, it drew on its last breath and burrowed underground, vanishing without a trace.
Evil Spirits had always been difficult to kill, and Great Evil Spirits even more so.
However, this soul-deep injury caused by the Ancestor Statue was not something even Gaston could recover from quickly.
At the very least, it would take years!
The chieftain crashed heavily to the ground. His face had been ruined beyond recognition, his features no longer discernible, while blood gushed from wounds all over his body.
The Judgment Councilor rushed to his side and quickly took out an alchemical potion, pouring it over the wounds on his face.
But