'So it seems that without the protection of a light, you turn into a monster?'
These lackeys were full of life just a moment ago, but now they've instantly transformed into monsters, something between human and ghost.
Lu Mingyuan raised his lantern and walked over to the Blood Race Crown Prince.
He found the same had happened to him.
His chest was still caved in from Lu Mingyuan's attack, but his appearance was now completely different. All his Essence, Qi, and Spirit had been drained away, not a single drop of blood remaining, leaving behind a withered corpse.
It was a disgusting sight.
Lu Mingyuan suppressed his discomfort and left the area.
Even when he killed people, he had never felt this disgusted.
But seeing this bizarre transformation made him physically ill.
'Who on earth established these so-called rules of the night?'
'Did a Divine Spirit take their lives?'
'Or was it some other terrifying existence?'
