In the ruins of the shipping containers, the Butcher maintained his Divine Servant Transformation form. His nightmare-inducing, half-human, half-Qilin appearance resembled that of an ancient deity. Unintentionally, he emanated a bloodthirsty, chilling aura.
He felt he had reached the pinnacle of his life, standing supreme and unrivaled.
He took seven steps forward, raised one hand to the sky.
"Heaven and Earth, only I—"
Before he could finish the sentence, his entire body erupted with blood, and he collapsed backward onto the ground.
The Divine Servant Transformation was undone. His Qilin Horn and scales began to peel away, decaying piece by piece, returning him to his human form.
A dark shadow flashed by; the Moon Princess landed lightly beside him, casting him a frosty glare.
"Idiot. That's what you get for showing off."
She snapped irritably.
