Soon after, sharp blades jutted out from their twisted, rotting bodies. The blades tore through their decaying flesh and bone.
For the Returning Souls, this was not a mortal wound, but the cold divinity on the blades was shredding them!
The Bone Armor Marquis howled in agony, stomping fiercely, countless sharp bone spears transforming into a forest of spikes, engulfing the entire room. Even running some minor nobles through together.
As for the Marquis in the human-faced robe, all the human faces on his robe writhed in pain, screaming in torment. Their frenzied howls burst apart the heads of several nobles with sheer soundwaves.
Yet still they failed to find the assassin. After landing a blow, the assassin vanished once more into the shadows.
Clearly, they should have been the ones moving like shadows and ghosts, but now it was as though they had encountered something even more bizarre.
"Where did the attack come from?"
"A human assassin? Was this your doing, Yu Huo?"
