Number's Game

At the frontline Dean who was going wild with his Black Flames was getting more and more excited with each soul he took 

Seeing these Monsters Disappear and hearing their voices fade away was something that he didn't know he needed in his life as it was relaxing for him in this dangerous situation

But Dean's Black Flames was getting weaker even though it still managed to obliterate anyone that touched it Dean who was the one to cast it noticed its power decreasing

'Tsk..., this gonna hurt for sure this time around!' Dean who was thinking about the consequences of his action brought a Mana potion from his Storage and poured it down his throat fast

He smashed the bottle on a Dark Elf head after he was finished with it before he used his Black Flames to make him disappear

"Ugh!" Dean who felt some pain after taking the soul of that Dark Elf groaned a little as this crazy way of fighting was taking a toll on his body and mind