The Winged Serpent's enormous body soared through the air, riding clouds and mist.
Its blood-red, reeking forked tongue flicked in and out, chilling souls to the bone.
Zhan Lei and Uncle Tu Four were terrified.
"Fuck, am I really going to die here today?" Uncle Tu Four spat out a wad of ancient phlegm.
The power of an Earth Rank peak Weapon Wielder was something he and Zhan Lei could not match even if they joined forces.
Just as Zhan Lei and he had brutalized Black Crow earlier, the Winged Serpent would brutalize the two of them now.
"Winged Serpent, before I die, I just want to know why you came here!" Uncle Tu Four shouted.
He was deeply curious about the Winged Serpent's arrival.
For an expert of its level to infiltrate Ning Country carried enormous risk. It might even draw the siege of Earth Rank Weapon Wielders.
What Black Crow had handed the Winged Serpent earlier also made Uncle Tu Four curious. He always felt there was some conspiracy within it. Could it be aimed at Ning Country?
He was somewhat worried.
"Are you stalling for time?" The Winged Serpent could not be bothered with nonsense. "In Rakshasa Country of the Central Lands, there is an old saying: villains die from talking too much."
Elder Winged Serpent also knew that, in the mouths of those sanctimonious hypocrites, its actions were those of a villain.
As its words fell, its body suddenly dove. The wind split the air, and the gale cut at their eyes.
Zhan Lei fiercely hurled her massive steel ball into the air.
Unfortunately, she was nearly two minor realms below Elder Winged Serpent.
Clang!
The iron ball rang out as it was violently knocked back, nearly dragging Zhan Lei through the air with it.
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