A bright full moon hung high in the sky, its pale light draping over Slanting Eye Mountain like a gauzy veil and illuminating the entire summit.
Both arms, both legs, the head, and the torso had been divided into three pieces and pinned down by eight sharpened wooden stakes.
These body parts lay scattered among ten wooden stakes. They belonged to the Long-armed Ape, nailed to death.
Its egg-sized eyes gleamed with cunning, eerie red light. It still had one trick hidden away.
Because it knew the person before it would not kill it immediately. He had said he would let the sun burn it to death.
"Despicable human, give me a quick death!"
A Demon that took pleasure in torturing and killing others was actually cursing a Demon Hunter for being despicable. It was truly laughable.
"I refuse!" Hiruma shot Lower Rank Two a disdainful look, reached into his clothes, and pulled out a vial of Wisteria Poison—complete with a syringe.
The tenth version of Wisteria Poison was deadly poison to Demons. This was one of the most miserable ways to die.
Bask in the sun? Did it deserve that?
Thinking of those swordsmen who had died so tragically, Hiruma's anger flared. Cutting off Lower Rank Two's head with a single slash would be letting it off too easily.
A smile curled onto Hiruma's lips, but it never reached his eyes. From the Long-armed Ape's current perspective, which was only as high as its own head, that smile was enough to chill a Demon to the bone.
This guy was a despicable devil.
Just staring at Hiruma's smile made it shudder uncontrollably.
"Y-You... kill me already!"
"Sure!" Hiruma tilted his head and drove the syringe into its skull, injecting every piece of its body before leaving it to wait