Fortunately, his body's endurance had not reached its limit and was still within his tolerance range. However, there were waves of tearing pain in his body.
This kind of pain was nothing in his eyes.
The pain inflicted by the biochemical and rune modifications of the sacrifice timeline was countless times more intense than this current pain.
He was like a sharp knife, constantly tearing open the gap in front of him and quickly advancing with the goat-headed demons.
After some time, the towering walls of the Star City Shelter appeared in his vision.
Looking back, he realized that the goat-headed demons who had followed him had suffered significant casualties, with about a third of them lost.
The diminished group of goat-headed demons had perished in the course of advancing.
He didn't feel burdened at all.
He looked back at the Star City Shelter again and sped up.