"Heh, what luck. I never thought we'd run into worshipers of Destruction here! Certain organizations will pay a fortune for you!"
Several shifty-eyed men appeared in a flash.
They eyed Lily and the others cruelly. When they saw the women's lovely faces, their gazes turned lecherous.
"Hmph! The human world really is crawling with scum! No wonder Father wants to rain down his wrath and cleanse the world through Destruction!"
"Before Father comes again, we'll carry out his Destruction!"
Boom!
Endless flames surged forth!
Anthony moved in a blur. A streak of light flashed, and the next instant he stood before the people he had called scum.
Rip!
He swept out one hand.
His five fingers cut like terrifying blades, slashing open a man's chest in an instant. Blood poured out!
Crack, crack!
The bones of his rib cage shattered at the same time.
Before the man could even register the pain, Anthony drove his other hand in!
Squelch!
He tore out a bright red heart!
It was still beating, spraying gushes of blood!
"I've always wanted to know what it felt like when Father casually reached into that powerful Elder Councilor of the Guardians and pulled out his heart!" Anthony muttered, his face wild with madness.
Pop!
He tightened his fingers slightly.
The heart he held burst apart!
"Now I know! Thank you!"
"It feels wonderful!"
"Killing someone as easily as crushing an ant—it's incredible!"
Boom!
Flames swept over the man before him. Not quite dead yet, he vanished into the endless fire with despair in his eyes!
Even Anthony's blood-soaked hands emerged from the flames spotless!
The white bandage wrapped around his forehead fell away.
A mysterious black, hexagonal crystal appeared before everyone present!
"That... that's a Destruction Crystal!"
"Damn it! Run! He's a Destroyer, not a worshiper!"