“He’s dead?” the goblins’ jaws dropped and eyes bulged like tube bulbs. “How’s this possible?”

“Bahaha,” the orcs, however, laughed boisterously. “His opponent is a vampire, so this result was long set in stone!”

Jiren, however, didn’t look happy. (An afterimage? No wonder I didn’t feel like I cut through a body.) His brows knitted together as his eyes began to desperately look everywhere. He swiveled, and all he saw was a giant fist that had blocked his vision.

BAM~!

A solid punch to the face