A series of surprise attacks, Vasilina teamed up with Aimou, briefly pushing back these Elite Bloodthirsters, but it was just that—pushing back.
Derby hid behind the Elite Bloodthirsters, ghostly red light flickering in his eyes, corresponding to the Bloodthirsters as if protected by some force, beginning further transformation.
The Alchemy Device roared with noise, scorching waste gas spewed out from the pipelines, deep red liquid surged inside the infusion tubes, indistinguishable whether this was some Alchemy Potion or searing blood.
The Bloodthirsters' bodies expanded once more, squeezing the already limited space in the corridor, forming a flesh wall, completely surrounding the two.
Vasilina's heart sank, she could clearly see, the wounds carved out by Aimou on the Bloodthirsters were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Bloodthirsters shouldn't have such regenerative abilities.
