บท 983: Golden Savage Murderfest 2

Misery and AP turned to look at the fellow who spat blood and wore looks of disdain. 

"This fellow here, I say, why are you so fragile? You just take a few steps and spit out blood? Are you even a real demon, like we are?" AP scolded the fellow with a shake of his head. 

"I suspect this fellow is a fake demon who is disguising himself to steal Demon Crystals! He probably vomited blood after seeing what magnificent REAL demons look like when he glanced at us!" Misery added with an air of confidence. 

The shopkeeper, who was already severely harmed, was pushed onto the brink of death by these two. He bled from his seven orifices and his daughter who had rushed out to save him directly cried out in horror. 

"Sigh, look, he's overflowing with guilt. Even though he has done wrong, I still believe that he can be throughly saved." Misery sighed deeply.