Fighting a Late Stage of the Core Formation Realm (3)!

AHHHH!

With a loud cry of agony, the stitched beast uncontrollably fell toward the charred ground, twitching crazily, akin to a fish being tossed to the dry earth, as he forcefully grabbed his head in pure pain.

Furthermore, the rule that was attached to his physique deactivated on its own, unfolding his battered and wounded physique to the gray irises of Leo.

"Keke~ it wasn't time for you to die yet. Your life still has uses.'

Weakly mumbling to himself, Leo took out an elite dagger from his inventory, manipulating it using his telekinetic ability before heavily slashing it toward the arms of the beast—detaching it after swinging his elite dagger a couple of times.

"Perfect... Keke~"

With a soft, chilling chuckle, capable of making anyone who accidentally heard it experience dread due to how unusual it was...