Brains splattered everywhere.
The crack of bones still echoed in the air as Flame had already ignited.
The raging blaze swallowed the bewildered Demons.
The traveler continued onward without stopping. Only the red figure swooping down from the sky stretched out its claws and seized the item glowing green on the ground.
When the red figure soared into the sky again, the outskirts quickly returned to silence.
Only some Evil Spirits in the distance remained, trembling in uncertainty.
As for the wandering souls attached to the Evil Spirits?
They had long since prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to lift their heads.
The sun rose as usual, just like every other morning.
The warmth of sunlight drove away the night's chill and brought light to the world.
The most diligent people in Flame City had already gotten up and begun working.
However, Kerry and Clay definitely should not have been among them.
As figures who had once enjoyed their share of glory in Flame City, Kerry and Clay had prepared escape routes for themselves long ago. Even after leaving Ethan Hunter, they could still live quite comfortably.
In a sense, without a boss above them, the two of them should have been living even more freely.
Yet judging by the sorrow etched across their faces, that was clearly not the case.
In a hidden room somewhere, the two sat facing each other in silence.
The silence had lasted for quite some time. They merely smoked one cigarette after another, and the ashtray on the table had long been crammed full of cigarette butts, yet they clearly intended to keep going.
After nearly another ten minutes, Clay, whose temperament was naturally impatient, could no longer endure it.
"Today's the final deadline!"
"Kerry, what do we do?"
"Are we really