They all converged, releasing a terrifying pressure that blanketed the entire city.
Among them, a dozen or so arms stretched toward the ground, reaching for the men and women who wanted to run but were frozen in place by the horrifying pressure.
These people wore Demon-Suppressing Armor, their bodies rigid and their faces pale. They could only watch in despair as the elongated, evil arms closed in.
"Blasphemers must die."
An eerie, androgynous voice echoed through the air.
The elongated arms seized two people. With two sickening squelches, the sinister palms, brimming with calamitous energy, crushed two Demon Suppression Guards into pulp as if they were clay figures.
WHOOSH~ WHOOSH~!
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT~
A sinister wind swept across the land, and three more Demon Suppression Guards were crushed to pieces.
"Ngh—!!"
In the crowd, an old man's face flushed red. He wanted to let out a furious roar but couldn't make a sound, frozen to the spot with grief-stricken eyes.
WHOOSH~
