The clear sound of bones cracking echoed through the air, accompanied by incessant wails so piercing that one would feel their body tremble and stiffen upon hearing them, daring not to utter another word.
Nakano Youko's large, black eyes widened, her mouth gaping open and shut as she stared in horror at the scene before her.
A young man stood right in front of her, gripping a pitch-black hammer in one hand. The hammer's end smashed into the ground, and one could vaguely make out the black liquid splashing out in spider-web cracks upon impact.
The tired woman's arm had been mercilessly crushed by the forceful blow of Beichuan Si's hammer.
He had still managed to make it to the scene.
Luckily, Beichuan Si had maxed out his speed, otherwise, Nakano Youko would have been torn in half by Hinakabe Haru just moments ago.
Moreover, this area was quite strange.
