Drip, drip.
Blood dripped from that eyeball, drop by drop.
Yedga tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and let the eyeball fall into it before chewing.
As his jaws worked, blood and other fluids spilled from his lips. At that moment, he looked like a demon from the Abyss.
Gulp.
His Adam's apple bobbed as Yedga swallowed what was in his mouth, revealing a savage grin.
Suddenly, his claws shot out with incredible speed, leaving trails of illusory black shadows as they swept across the heads of those escapees.
The escapees all froze. A moment later, their heads slipped apart and fell, white and red matter gushing out and smearing every inch of the floor.
"It's over."
A man who looked like an adventurer collapsed to the ground. "He's a Werewolf, a Sequence 7 Werewolf. I'm only a Sailor. I'm dead..."
In the dungeon, the Beyonders who had received "special care" all showed despair in their faces and eyes.
The fact that Yedga was a Middle Sequence Beyonder, along with his cruelty, had branded their hearts with the conviction that he was unbeatable.
Not to mention, there was also Gand in the dungeon.
"Leave Yedga to me. You deal with Gand."
At that moment, Sifa's voice rang out from the depths of the dungeon.
Swish, swish, swish—
Gazes fell on Sifa one after another, including Yedga's.
The man Sifa had saved earlier immediately lit up. "That's right, we still have Mr. Rayleigh!"
"He's Rayleigh the Hunter! The man who hunted the Blood Shark all by himself!"
Thanks to the man's "introduction," several Beyonders finally learned Sifa's identity. They had also heard the rumors of Rayleigh the Hunter, and the tale of Sifa hunting the Blood Shark alone gave them confidence.
"If it's Mr. Rayleigh, we still have a chance."