Chapter 241 - Calculating the Demons’ Might
Broken's attention shifted to Ulrich, who lay on the ground. Yet, to his horror, Ulrich stood up again, his nearly severed head hanging grotesquely to one side. Slowly, it began to reattach itself, the sinews and veins knitting together with dark, bloody tendrils. Ulrich's body darkened, his skin turning a deep, ominous red. He had revealed his true form.
[Elite - Bloodfiend Ulrich Lv. 215]
"Kha kha kha kha..." Ulrich cackled shrilly.
"Damn, they're demons!" Broken gripped his spear tightly. It was clear that Ulrich was a demon. The others were likely demons, too.
"So, Alora was right. This foolish player also has a combat class," Tristan said, his voice high-pitched. "But I want to see just how strong he is."