Departure

"This guy..."

The bald leader had long since lost his initial composure. At this moment, his face was filled with nothing but horror.

"What kind of monster is he?!"

Whoosh—

Behind Gilan, a twisted figure silently approached.

The headless Jam stood in an extremely bizarre posture. From the severed stump of his neck sprouted what looked like a massive cluster of white flower stamens, dozens of arm-thick white snakes writhing and dancing wildly.

Like disgusting, slick tentacles, they stretched an astonishing four or five meters and lashed madly toward him.

Yet Gilan did not even turn his head, his eyes still brimming with savage violence.

His figure blurred into an afterimage as he flashed like lightning to Jam's side.

Bang!!!

It was as though his form moved faster than sound.

A fierce gale and shockwave burst outward.

The writhing mass of white snakes was violently blasted apart. Their tissue structures ruptured, and they instantly lost all vitality.

At some point, a hole had been punched through Jam's left chest, and his heart had vanished as well.

The six remaining Blood Harbor Gang executives stared wide-eyed at the tall, brawny red-haired young man.

His back faced them, his posture ramrod straight. In his raised right hand, he held a crimson, dripping, still-beating heart!

It was Jam's heart—

Splat!!

As his five fingers closed, he crushed the living heart into pulp. Blood mixed with a dense swarm of parasites resembling tangled white threads spilled between his fingers.

Thud—

Jam, his heart torn out, finally lost his life and crashed heavily to the ground, motionless.

"Run..."

Seeing this, the bald leader hurriedly spoke.

His voice abruptly rose, filled with terror.

"Run!!"

Even Beta-class Jam had been casually crushed in his hands like a toy... The enemy was simply too terrifying. They had no