Chapter 150: Mountain of Corpses

The blue giant's body was severed in half, and it rolled forward under the force of inertia.

But a shocking scene unfolded; despite appearing to be in great pain, the Demon that had been cut at the waist evidently had not died yet. Its upper body was struggling to crawl toward its legs as if trying to reattach them.

Lancelot quickly followed up, his sword glittering as he sliced off the Demon's arms as well.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The Demon let out another agonizing scream, now so high-pitched it resembled that of a woman. Yet it displayed a Troll-like vitality: flesh at the wounds wriggled rapidly, and countless buds of flesh began to cluster, forming new limbs; the limbs that had been severed from the body writhed on their own, desperately trying to rejoin the torso.

A stream of fire landed on the struggling body of the Demon, igniting it instantly. This was a A-level Spell: fireball released by Kalalin. Demons had high resistance to fire damage, and he had never used this spell before.