"Is it still human?"
"No. I don't think he's still human."
"I agree."
"This is too scary."
"I don't even dare to look at him twice."
Many humans whispered as they watched the brutal torture unfolding before their eyes.
Many did not even dare to raise their voices, afraid that the silver-haired young man outside might somehow hear them.
At the beginning, they thought the battle could not get any worse than it already was. The brutality alone had already exceeded what they could bear.
Some even began to expect the Horn Lizard King to deploy his powerful soldiers to stop him. To them, that was the only hope left for the Horn Lizard Clan.
And when they saw the three powerful commanders and their elite squads, many believed this was the end of the Grim Reaper.
But they were wrong.
Terribly wrong.
The so-called elite force had barely lasted a few exchanges before they were utterly crushed.
