Without the slightest warning or the least bit of buildup, a Bloodthirsty Otherworldly Demon Noble's head was simply and cleanly "plucked" off.
Kallen, who stood nearby eating candy,
had only managed to catch Edis's fleeting expression when Neo placed his hand on her shoulder, and was still analyzing yet another clichéd story of a younger sister falling for her brother-in-law;
but he had never imagined that Neo had placed his hand there merely to make removing her head more convenient and quicker.
He had killed the man's daughter right in front of him.
And he could still talk away, utterly unconcerned.
The impact of that scene was suffocating.
For a moment, Kallen could not imagine which was the real Neo;
one moment, he was the cautious clerk following Deputy Director Mian around; the next, the captain sitting behind a desk, pouring a pot of cheap motivational platitudes down Kallen's throat and giving him an even cheaper ring; and now, a man commanding an elite Whip of Order Squad, casually plucking off the head of his charge's daughter just to bury her with his lover.
Kallen unconsciously brushed the ring with his fingertips, sensing its presence. So who, exactly, was truly wearing a mask?
Thud!
Her head had been removed so quickly that Edis's headless body remained standing for quite some time before losing its balance and toppling backward onto the floor.
She was dead, truly dead, because the severed surface of her neck was pitch-black. That meant the blade had been coated with a terrifying poison. Even with the tremendous regenerative abilities bloodthirsty otherworldly demons were said to possess, no miracle was possible under these circumstances.
Dinkum and Pike instinctively drew closer to each other, as though only each could offer the other a little warmth now.
The two bodyguards