"Fall back!"
The edge of the sword refracted an iron-gray cold light tinged with orange-red under the firelight, dark hair swayed slightly, and a warm, putrid wind from the sewer brushed across the surface of the cheek.
Xia Nan gripped the Beheading Longsword tightly, shouting without looking back.
Iron Head, who had already unconsciously stepped back after witnessing the horrific scene, quickened his pace a little more.
With a dazed and slightly panicked expression, he hurriedly left a few words of caution, then hid in the shadows of the corridor from which he came.
"Mr. Xia Nan, be careful not to get bitten or scratched by their teeth and claws."
"He has 'Beastification', watch out for infections!"
Xia Nan nodded almost imperceptibly, his eyes fixed on the towering figure standing against the backdrop of raging flames, surrounded by numerous corpses on the ground, his expression growing ever more serious.
