A mess of brains, blood, and shattered bone splattered across the ground.
Ordinary cities and tribes strictly forbade Beastmen from killing one another. In Absurd City, however, there were no laws or morals to speak of. Killing someone here was as easy and casual as slaughtering a wild animal.
"Hmph. What a weakling. All weaklings deserve to die. Couldn't even take one of my punches." The Wandering Beast wiped his hands in disgust on his tattered beast skin loincloth. But before he could turn around, several cold drafts sliced past him from behind.
"Argh—! You—!!"
Before he could even let out an enraged roar, the Wandering Beast was decapitated.
There was only one Mutated Crystal Core, but there were six Beastmen.
They all knew exactly what had to be done.
—Only the strongest Beastman could have the Crystal Core!
