「France.」
In an ominous subterranean crypt.
A sardonic smile curled Vincent's lips as he gazed at the two twitching demon spawn before him.
Then, he reached out with his right hand.
His bandages now unwrapped, Vincent's exposed right hand was covered in disgusting pustules. An extremely foul odor emanated from his body, so potent that even the subterranean rocks showed slight signs of weathering and corrosion.
With a mere thought from Vincent, the two twitching demon spawn corpses instantly dissolved into pus and blood. Then, strange wisps of energy flowed along his right hand and surged into his body.
The intense pain made Vincent howl...
After a long moment, as the pain gradually subsided, a vicious smile appeared on Vincent's pale face.
"Akad... wait for me..."
Yanjing Assembly Site.
Roaring gunfire echoed continuously. Coupled with the Demon Fiends' desperate attacks, the Yanjing battlefield, while not at a disadvantage, was certainly not in a superior position.
