The light traced backward, severing the life link connecting the three million flesh puppets to their puppet masters.
The waves of blood, which had been charging the temple with frenzy, froze instantly.
Thousands of flesh puppets stood stiff and motionless. The scarlet light in their eyes faded away rapidly.
Cut off from the life force of their masters, they collapsed like a receding tide, completely lifeless.
The one hundred and ten thousand puppet masters suddenly lost their greatest weapon.
Just then, Violet moved.
Golden totem patterns flared across her entire body. Her 48-star Saint-stage presence exploded outward without holding anything back.
Clutching the Royal Ancient Beast Clan's totem long-blade, she rushed toward Blood River with incredible speed.
Her golden vertical pupils were filled with overwhelming killing intent and grief.
She had watched her own kin torn apart by Blood River's flesh puppets.
