Watching the excessively cautious Godhunters stop after every step, Stassom and Gilbert both wore odd, mischievous grins. What should have been a tense atmosphere before battle suddenly relaxed.
"At this rate, I reckon it'll take them another half a day to reach Demon-Hidden Valley. Hehe, there aren't even any frightening defenses on the outskirts. These Godhunters really are amusing, getting this scared!" Stassom could not help laughing as he spoke.
"They've been scared by all the killing!" Almerick pointed at the Godhunters advancing with painstaking caution in the Spatial Mirror Surface. "Look, these few haven't recovered from their injuries yet. Their steps are a little unsteady as they move, and the rhythm of their limbs is unnatural too. That proves how badly they were wounded last time!"
They had all learned something from Han Shuo about what Daka and the others had encountered at Little Skeleton's Three Peaks. Now their gazes involuntarily turned toward Little Skeleton, Han Hao, and they all felt a little unsettled. Just thinking about half those men dying at his place was frightening.
This body was Han Hao's original body. The wisp of soul lodged in his unfinished external incarnation had returned to it. Han Hao was now at his peak. Having fused with the Godhead Fragment, he might still have been no match for Daka or Aselst, but he was confident he could defeat Dagmar, who also cultivated death power!
"They won't dare attack for another day. We don't need to worry too much." Bolands calmly calculated the distance the Godhunter Alliance had covered, his eyes roaming over the Godhunters as though seeking targets.
"Hmph, I hope they all die! Scum like them shouldn't exist in this world!" Andrina's little face was icy as she snapped hatefully.
For some reason, Andrina displayed an intense hatred