C1694 Misunderstood as a Thief

The Evil Ghost Warrior had come to the Shura World with great difficulty. He had sensed the fluctuations on Lachlan's body and wanted to bring him back alive.

"Crack crack crack..."

"Crack crack crack..."

The frantic swing of the sickle was even faster than a meat grinder.

Even if Lachlan could predict the trajectory of his opponent's attack