The three remaining men were smashed against the walls as a flood of blood struck their bodies.
The old man's body almost bent backwards from the pressure.
The blast man pulled the two and rose to the top, steadying themselves as the blood disappeared.
"Ughhhh I- I am innocent, th- they dragged me here, please spare me SOB," the old man begged, trying to look pitiful.
While secretly trying to place a curse over Vritra, the only problem was, his curses took too long to activate.
Earlier he had used it on Ming and it took so many hours to finally show effect.
"…" Vritra's gaze focused on the old man, he had clearly heard those disgusting comments while rushing inside.
This old pig was the most disgusting of them all.
Just as the old man was about to place the curse, two threads of blood rose.
SWISH
In the next instant, his arms were chopped off, then his legs.
Vritra grabbed the air, the old man's body was pulled as he grabbed his throat.
