The red figure on the ground showed no fear at all and swung the strange jointed limb of his right arm.
Rip!
A bizarre vine, serrated like a saw blade, extended from his arm and met the attack head-on.
It sliced the tongue of the colossal evil spirit, as tall as a high-rise building, cleanly in two.
The injured evil spirit let out a pained cry.
It had never expected this. From that tiny red figure, no bigger than one of its toes, it felt power no weaker than its own.
It was unbelievable.
Yet at the same time, it sensed an attraction from the depths of its soul—the fragrance of an unparalleled delicacy.
It could barely suppress its urge to devour the other party!
Both sides regarded the other as a resource, and they instantly clashed.
This was merely a councilor whose entire body had undergone Black Bone transformation. After being altered by the red light of the clan grounds, this Blood Marrow Eater had achieved a leap in his life form and evolved to another level—the level of demons.
At this moment, his power was no weaker than that of any great evil spirit.
His battle with the great evil spirit was no accident. Blood Marrow Eaters appearing across the world were all going through similar battles.
At the same time, the rate at which evil spirits harvested the souls of real-world humans accelerated once more.
In Michigan, the two Origin-level evil spirits had refused to let go while keeping each other in check, but for some unknown reason, they suddenly reached an agreement.
Perhaps it was because they had noticed great evil spirits dying one after another around the world.
The Flesh-Weaving Machine they had been tearing apart from each other suddenly started up again.
A massive