Wandering Soul Alley.
Machine Demon narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering uncertainly as he watched the boy.
Something's wrong!
Why did this guy seem so confident, without the slightest fear of him?
Did he really think he could survive after seeing so many Bio-Weapons from their Demon Association?
After all, through their clash yesterday...
He had already gotten a rough measure of this human boy's fighting strength.
Even with two top-tier Bio-Weapons added to his arsenal, he could at most kill one or two Hunters. Taking on a hundred alone was nothing but a fool's dream.
"So, you knew we were coming?"
Machine Demon narrowed his eyes, deciding to probe him anyway.
Lynn calmly folded his arms and said coolly, "Of course. You lost a Flesh Puppet and three Hunters here, after all. Unless your Demon Association chickened out, you certainly weren't going to let it go."
Machine Demon sneered. "Quite the brave one, aren't you? What? If you knew we were coming, why didn't you run for your life? Think you can beat us?"
Lynn adjusted his monocle and said coolly, "I have no confidence whatsoever."
Machine Demon sneered. "Oh? Now I'm curious. If you have no confidence whatsoever, what are you staying here for?"
[Warning! Danger level: 100%] [Warning! Danger level: 100%]
The breeze whistled through the black mist, stirring Lynn's hair.
He slowly raised his head, adjusted his monocle, then said with profound significance:
"No particular reason. Just showing off."
"..."
"..."
The wind swept dust up from the ground.
Machine Demon froze for a moment and opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, only to find himself utterly speechless.
Because he genuinely had no idea how to respond to that...
It seemed to have hit a blind spot in his thinking.
This guy...