Outside, the battlefield had turned crimson.
Within just the first thirty seconds, Reon had torn through the Low- and Mid-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts like a tempest of death.
Their bodies now lay cold and broken across the field.
Then, without pause, he turned his blade on the three High-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts—and in less than fifty seconds, they too were felled.
Now, only forty seconds remained.
Two opponents were left.
The final two Peak-Rank Demonic Elite Beasts:
The Black Earth Tiger and the Thousand Wind Leopard—
Both had now taken on their human forms—tall, imposing, and radiating powerful auras, their eyes fixed on Reon with intense suspicion.
"Human," the Black Earth Tiger growled. "How did you suddenly become this strong?"
The Thousand Wind Leopard narrowed his eyes.
"He used some kind of sneaky human secret technique. Didn't you see? Just moments ago, the corpses of many of our brave warriors suddenly vanished."
"I thought so," the tiger muttered darkly.
