"Madman."
"Madman."
Madman stood on the rooftop, feeling a little unnerved.
He had seen people who weren't afraid to die.
But someone as unkillable and twisted as Old Ninth was truly rare.
The problem was, the guy even wanted to capture him just to absorb the Darkness Qi from his body.
This was an element everyone else avoided at all costs, yet Old Ninth could actually get addicted to it.
"No, I'm at the sixth awakening peak! Why should I fear someone at the fifth awakening? Die!"
Madman forcibly suppressed his fear, his enormous body hurtling toward Old Ninth like a cannonball.
The five-meter-wide ball of flesh barreled forward, knocking the mercenaries along its path flying as it charged straight at Old Ninth.
"Brother Nine!"
"Fuck, stay back! Brother Nine's having an episode!"
Hi Dog rubbed his faintly aching head and kept well away.
"All you small fry, come here." Bone beckoned. "Let's fight somewhere else."
"Who do you think you are?"
"Exactly! Why should we listen to you?"
"Wait, we're not small fry!"
The mercenaries who refused to leave soon suffered for not listening.
Facing the cannonball-like mass of flesh, Black Old Ninth pointed a finger.
"Gravity-Ten-Thousandfold Pressure!"
Boom!
The ball of flesh's momentum stopped dead.
Gravity forced it straight into the ground.
"No... how could a fifth awakening Awakened suppress someone at the sixth awakening peak?" Madman looked at Old Ninth in disbelief.
"Well... my actual strength should be around the sixth awakening peak too," Old Ninth explained, rubbing his nose. "The one inside me should already be at the seven awakenings peak."
"Damn it! Demon God, aid me!"
Madman struggled to rise and spat out a mouthful of black liquid.
Everything the foul-smelling black liquid splashed onto was instantly corroded away.
Old Ninth was drenched over the