Chapter 145
If not for stimulation, what joy is there in living such a long life?
“There! The king of demons!”
“The beasts of the Black Forest have appeared!”
People screamed like animals with their throats pierced.
“Prepare for battle!”
“Argio is here—target him!”
“Kill the wicked beast!”
The sound of steel splitting through rage, fear, and exhilaration.
“Do not let him enter!”
“Kill Argi—kuhhek─...!!”
A scream spilled out through claws driven deep. A faint tremor through the vocal cords, warm blood, torn leather. The vibration that shook the whole body. The wind brushing the skin. The red that covered the eyes. When he pushed off the ground with force, the world trembled. He danced with those who bared their teeth at him, sang, shouted, cheered...
Who will match me today? Who will be the one to take my life? Yes, let’s see together, friends. What kind of painting will we draw with what kind of blood?