Bab 1188: A Man Of Mystery

The red light in Reaper's eyes dimmed and his bony hands clenched together, resulting in rattling sounds and explosion of the air between them.

His subordinates didn't even dare to breathe or blink as they stared at his back with creeping horror.

Their legs wobbled as the killing intent seeping out of him enveloped them and the vitality in their body began to riot.

The ten rank 5s were somewhat fine. They were having difficulty standing and looked like they were struggling to breathe still but were otherwise okay.

The forty rank 4s, however, felt their heart slow down with each passing second. Their blood, pumping with vitality and energy, grew sluggish and inched to stagnation.

Their visions were growing blurry and they were only able to stand thanks to the insane instincts they'd trained over the centuries.