Lancer then raised his hand, the muscles around his hand tightened and sharp nails grew out of his fingers. In the next second, he slashed the throat of the man below his feet.
The man didn't resist or responded, the blood flew out and splashed on Lancer's body, the pattern on his body shined and absorbed all that blood like it was a sponge, the unconscious man soon stopped breathing. Lancer didn't stop to check his situation and started to through-ly kill all the other men in a coma lying in the heap.
With every kill, the pain he was feeling increased, the inhumane pain he felt was enough to make many people crazy, it was the sheer will that kept him going. After killing the last one, Lancer looked at the cloudy sky with bloodshot eyes and roared "Ahhhahahhahh….."
The pain he was feeli
