50/50 Confidence

The Demonic Beast had already launched a full-scale attack.

Screams of horror filled the place.

"Ah! Help! Help!"

The young people with powerful backgrounds were able to defend themselves but only by the skin of their teeth. Those who with mediocre backgrounds, however, became targets of torment, unable to withstand a single blow!

Had their numbers been more than the Demonic Beasts, they could have hunted and killed the beasts. But right now, Demonic Beasts outnumbered human.

The result was as expected.

Amidst the screams, someone had their throats ripped apart, while others had their stomachs torn open. Some people even lost chunks of flesh. They had become food for the Demonic Beasts.

Every single second, someone would die. Limbs hacked off, bones broken, and crimson blood flowing like a swollen river after a rainy day. The safe zone was now a horror show – a Shura Batttlefield!