When Han Bihong and the others halted their attack, Abe Matsu was already on the brink of death, only breathing in without breathing out.
Abe Matsu lay on the ground like a pile of flesh, covered in blood that soaked his clothes and stained his face. Every bone in his body was broken, leaving no part intact.
On his face, a bleak grin was hauntingly sinister and bizarre.
Torture, this is outright torture.
Such abuse, it's utterly inhumane.
Abe Matsu was in a state where he couldn't live and couldn't die.
"I hate, I hate it! To think that someone as strong as me in the Human Body Limit realm ends up like this, what terrible luck! Tell me, which other existence in the Realm of Human Limit has been as miserable as me?" Abe Matsu lay on the ground, facing upward, a position he adopted after the final blow. From beginning to end, he couldn't move a bit, and though his consciousness was crystal clear, he couldn't move even the slightest way.
