Vol6 Ch19: Advent of disaster
A small figure was chuckling to herself in the darkness as if she was suppressing her emotions, the emotion of wanting to destroy everything in existence and become the very manifestation of the world's destruction itself.
『 Those little rats, if I wasn't reaching a crucial point…』 as the loud commotions echoed outside, several Desolates whose bodies were already somewhat mutated came in to report the situation to her.
The Nanwu Shaman's voice currently sounded like nails scratching on glass, not only was it exceptionally discomforting to the ear, it was also hard to hear what she was saying.
『 How unfortunate, I had originally prepared to personally guide that Yunhe tribe brat to our Lord after everything was over, but if he already ran away, then forget it! 』