The gray-haired woman tossed a sinister purple stone and the monster in her hand to him.
"Come back to me once you've filled it. Oh, and leave the nearest human village alone for now. I have another use for it."
Shanhu caught both things, but never came within fifteen meters of the woman.
Before he came, Mr. Enemy had told him that this woman was the embodiment of death. Any living being that dared step within fifteen meters of her would, at best, have its life force drained away. At worst, it would die on the spot, and even its soul would be unable to escape, "eaten" by her.
Mr. Enemy called this ability Death Aura.
And he had never entertained the thought of inviting her into his alliance.
Such a terrifying ability naturally made Shanhu extremely wary.
But this ability seemed ineffective against souls, targeting only living bodies.
Shanhu's gaze flickered, and he quickly left.
Ten thousand human souls was no small number. How many villages would he have to slaughter to satisfy her appetite?
Of course, he felt no guilt whatsoever. He just found it somewhat troublesome.
But to get the big shot lodging inside his body to hurry up and get lost as soon as possible, he could only put in a little more effort.
Skipping the nearest village, Shanhu headed toward another village he had seen on the way. There were at least a thousand people there, making it worth a special trip.
Then came a hell on earth, as villagers began spontaneously combusting one after another...
Countless souls were sucked into the purple stone, which grew brighter and brighter.
"Ah!"
"Hah... hah..."
A beautiful girl with long silver hair suddenly jolted awake from a dream, gulping down air as though she had witnessed something