After killing the first Ghost Frog, a wisp of blood mist merged into the shadowy figure.
The mist around the shadow thickened, and his speed suddenly surged. He closed in on the second wounded Ghost Frog and reaped it with another scythe!
He gained another burst of speed and went to slay the third Ghost Frog!
In just a few seconds, all three escaping Yellow-striped Ghost Frogs were slaughtered by the newcomer!
Awakened? Native? Demon?
"Who are you?"
Bai Pu's tone revealed no change.
The shadow wrapped in dense fog paused. In the mist, two blood-red pupils glared at Bai Pu like sparks in the night.
"Hehe... I am 'Owl.'
A dry voice, like metal scratching glass said, "Thanks for crippling these Ghost Frogs so I could reap them."
The Demon Camp is rather indifferent about infighting; unaffiliated demons often devour each other. Owl killing a few stray demons for benefits wouldn't affect his reputation in the Demon Camp, as long as he doesn't go on a slaughter spree.
