Chapter 684: Evolved Gravecoil
Liam's eyes sharpened as another group of Gravecoils lunged at him.
This time, six at once.
They came from different heights, their bodies cutting through branches and vines with violent force. Liam stayed still until the final moment, crouched on a branch with his dagger lowered at his side. The closest one opened its jaws, saliva stretching between jagged teeth. Another aimed for his legs. A third moved behind him, blocking retreat.
Liam exhaled once.
Then he vanished in a burst of flame.
Not completely—just fast enough that the demons struck empty air.
He appeared above the first, stepping onto the back of its head with enough force to drive its jaw downward. His dagger plunged under the base of its skull, flame erupting into the wound. He kicked off before the body dropped, twisted between the next two, cut one under the neck, and used a palm burst to shove himself toward the third.
A fourth nearly clipped his side.
Liam let the force of its passing wind carry him a fraction backward, then drove his dagger into its soft spot as it overshot him. The fifth and sixth came together, jaws opening from opposite sides.
He didn't dodge away.
He dropped.
The two Gravecoils crashed into each other above him, their skulls striking with a brutal crack. Liam fired a burst downward, slowing his fall just enough to rise between them again, and with one clean motion, dragged the flaming blade across both exposed throats before gravity took him.