Countless dense black specks visibly appeared across the Bone Demon's tightly packed bony plates, like bone weathered by the wind and riddled with tiny pores. The insects had already invaded its body.
The demon's cries grew even more agonized.
But Ron, Quirk, and the other two could no longer hold on. Wu Heng waved, signaling for them to leave.
There was no longer any need to keep it restrained.
Jeff and Kevin still could not take part in a battle of this level. Their task was to protect Wu Heng—though in truth, that mostly meant standing nearby and watching.
They had no way to deal with the clash between the two sides. At most, they could handle cultists and things like hunchbacked evil spirits.
"You can let go now," Wu Heng said.
Only then did everyone know it was over. Greatly relieved, they jointly knocked the Bone Demon back into another corner, smashing the wall into a massive outward bulge that protruded more than three meters.
Yet something outside seemed to be blocking it.
Though the wall was covered in cracks and even its bricks had turned to powder, it remained stubbornly intact, as if glued together—like shattered tempered glass, showing no sign of collapse.
The Bone Demon kept slapping and clawing at its body, but its fingers could not fit into those tiny holes.
Countless faint red streaks of bloodlight surged from within its body, trying to drive out the insects, but they were completely ignored.
That red light was part of its own power, yet it was devoured entirely. Countless thin black threads gathered and crawled out through its nostrils and eyes, spreading across its face as they continued to gnaw at it.
"Now!" Seeing this, Ron grabbed a broken load-bearing pillar nearby and smashed it toward the