The Tear Plague Chosen, with the lingering fear of a narrow escape, along with the remaining Demon General and elite subordinates, abandoned the main force still bitterly fighting in Law City without hesitation, and raced across the desolate plains at maximum speed.
After unleashing that plague threat, he could distinctly feel that the stabbing killing intent, like a bone-deep ulcer, had finally dissipated.
At the same time, the terrifying 'civilian' did not choose to hunt him down, but instead transformed into a golden rainbow and pounced towards the Rose Red Chosen fleeing in another direction.
Good, good, good!
Better you die than me!
The Tear Plague was overjoyed, fully aware of how rare this opportunity was, knowing that if he were delayed by that assassin even for a moment, he would surely follow in the footsteps of Po Fa and Rose Red.
He had no courage to confront a 'civilian' who could kill a Chosen in a few moves.
