At the moment of the explosion, Cheong had an instinctive feeling.

Ah, this... this doesn’t feel right. Wait a second—

A deafening roar.

The demon’s body jolted.

Its tightly pressed waist bent like an old woman’s, its closed arms and legs unfurling, and explosive dust and dirt burst out from the gaps. A sandstorm, like a desert storm, rose in a cloud, obscuring the view.

The people, who had unknowingly collapsed to the ground or were curled up, holding their heads, looked up with anxious expressions.

In the thick dust and sand, all that could be seen was a yellowish …