Dura

The demon's enchanted voice broke her spirit defense like a sharp needle.

She couldn't remember when she felt so terrified last time. But this was the second time today.

She didn't know whether the giant creature in front of her was the rumored Manjimania, but she knew that unparalleled aura wasn't fake. She felt her legs giving in when she was still some distance away from the monstrosity.

Fzzzt—

Drops of lava erased trees and snow as the demon slowly turned its head around to look at the small-bodied woman. Following its movement, more burning bubbles slowly emerged from the crack like fireworks.

"Human… HUMANS… Must all die…"

The woman felt pissed off because she was usually the murderer, not the one to be murdered. But she wasn't going to complain right now. She knew she had zero chance of defeating this demon in a fight.

In fact, she wasn't even sure whether her body still followed her will.