"Darn, damn it!"
Wicky was holding a massive sledgehammer taller than he was. This colossal man gained more strength when he was closer to the ground. Ultimately, his power hit the pinnacle as both of his feet were planted firmly in the soil.
However, everyone was still moderately far from the ground of the Infernal Spirit World.
With the menacing advancement of thousands of Soul Slaves, as Level-1 Demon-Hunters, all five of them had no confidence in facing the threat unharmed.
Something was not right!
Mysterious black mist circled Solumn's body after he gave a low growl. A pair of bat wings stretched out from Solumn's back, a loud pop then followed.
An unknown desperation and desolation filled the air.
Solumn gradually opened up one eye after another. The eyes were on his forehead, face, hands, and every part of his body, turning him into a multi-eyed monster. Solumn stretched out his hand and withdrew a blue lightsaber from one of his eyes.