[Bonus chapter] 6.61 Birth Of A New Immortal

Ernoul clutched his bloody stomach, cackling and coughing at the same time. He knew it! There was no way a human could defeat him. He had no idea what kind of cursed sword the General got in his hands, but that was as far as he could go. The thick, swirling clouds around were deterring his vision but Ernoul trusted in the might of his new body. He had landed the attack squarely on Jillian, not even Gods could save his life now!

"Serves you right!" He spat toward the direction of Jillian's body — or what was left of his body, Ernoul presumed. "Damn you and your entire pompous ancestors! What the hell is up with your sword?" He glanced down at his chest. The hole was still bleeding openly. It was different from the attack he had received from others. Not only was he unable to heal himself, there was also an uncomfortable burn spreading through his chest. It made him feel sluggish, similar to the time when he was still alive. Weak, helpless and pathetic. Ernoul hated it!