"Dirty Wine, the ancient creature on you is finished. He's about to die."
"You killed him. He lived for at least several hundred thousand years, yet he is dying because of you. You bear full responsibility."
"Your subordinates are all going to die. You killed them all. You don't deserve to be their boss."
Bikas, Mons, and Zarha continuously attacked Dirty Wine with words while also using spiritual spells to assault his soul.
Dirty Wine stared at the three of them without reacting. By now, he knew that Old Twilight's betrayal had caused the current situation, and it was not his responsibility. More importantly, Malthus had told him that Lu Yang had awakened and would soon come to support them. Therefore, Dirty Wine knew that if he held on a little longer, then once fourth-order Lu Yang arrived, these three third-order demons before him would die.
Dirty Wine swept his cold gaze across their eyes and said, "You think you have this victory in the bag, but do you know that Lu Yang is on his way here? His strength has advanced to the fourth order."
"Fourth order? Lu Yang?" The three demons burst into laughter. Bikas stared at Dirty Wine and said, "I never expected someone as upright and selfless as Dirty Wine to lie for the sake of victory."
Mons sneered. "The gap between the third and fourth orders is like an uncrossable chasm. We've been stuck at the third order for centuries without advancing. How long has Lu Yang cultivated? Three years? What makes him think he can reach the fourth order in three years?"
Zarha bared his sharp fangs and grinned viciously at Dirty Wine. "Looks like you're nearly done for. How about I send you on your way?"
Dirty Wine sneered and stared at