Evil God Emerges, Fight Together!

Tap! Tap-tap-tap!—

The increasingly urgent sound of hoofbeats suddenly rang out.

At that moment, all the evil spirit creatures seemed to fall silent.

Then, beneath the flickering purple moon.

The crisp sound of hooves striking the ground drew closer, its rhythm quickening.

The tap, tap, tapping also became clearer and clearer.

Before long, a figure shrouded entirely in gray mist appeared before everyone.

This figure, seemingly even thinner than an adult man, was completely concealed beneath a black formal suit.

He wore a strange pointed sorcerer's hat that rose high into the air.

His face could not be seen, nor could his exact build.

Yet this attire was utterly at odds with the customs of the Saint Demon Continent.

It was as though he had stepped out from another world plane.

Beneath him, however, was a massive skeletal warhorse covered in armor.

It was exceptionally brawny and robust, several dozen zhang tall.

Its enormous gray bone wings were spread wide, and it possessed four pairs of hooves.

Both rider and horse gave off a dark purple glow beneath the purple moonlight.

The moment they appeared, the sinister dark aura in the air seemed to grow exceptionally dense.

Within an area spanning several million square meters around him, the Evil Spirit Bodies were also covered in a layer of dark purple radiance.

Riding the Evil Spirit Transformation Eight-legged Divine Steed, the hat-wearing sorcerer slowly raised his head.

Yet his features remained unseen, as though impossible to grasp or peer into.

But he spoke in a human voice, carrying a sinister undertone.

"Human, I admit that you are very strong.

Given enough time, you will surely become an existence beyond this plane, and a considerable threat to me.

But right now, you are merely a demigod. A demigod is still a demigod.