Bab 895: Going Back to Myriad Devils

Somewhere inside the Myriad Devils.

Inside a room where no one was allowed to enter without permission, was a gorgeous woman of luxury. She was sitting by a huge window facing the endless horizon, however, her grunts quickly pulverized her cold beauty. 

Under the luxury-adorned ceilings; she was clenching her teeth as she caught for breath. The veins in her throat bulged as she kept her jaws mewed. Her eyes were glaring as blood dripped on the floor.

"Is it over yet?!" She said, with her glance refusing to face the woman attending her wound.

"It's growing back," the woman said, with cold sweat already drenching her forehead. 

"Hurry up!" the gorgeous woman replied.