The port, a battlefield.
Within a hundred-meter radius, the area was a complete wreck.
The concrete ground was cracked and sunken. The surrounding shipping containers had all been blasted to pieces, and the bodies of the Ancient Ones' avatars lay strewn across the ground.
TAP! TAP!
At this moment, Devi's shirt had been blasted away, revealing perfectly sculpted muscles as he walked step by step toward the last surviving avatar of the Ancient One.
It was the Blood Angel from the Judicial Court.
The Blood Angel's body was mangled in several places, as if it had been dredged from a pool of blood. It was completely soaked in gore, constantly coughing up blood and even fragments of its internal organs.
But even so, it was not yet dead, a testament to its terrifying combat prowess.
If Devi's final blow hadn't completely shattered its spine, it probably would have been able to attack again, even in this state.
