In the underground space, which covered roughly a thousand square meters, dozens of pillars stood upright. Braziers blazed along the walls, their special fuel giving off a white light that illuminated the entire area as brightly as daylight.
Saint Zaga stared fixedly at Su Xiao. Putting everything else aside, Su Xiao's hatred rating alone was absolutely maxed out. Noticing this, Sha's lips curled upward as she quietly exchanged a glance with Lilith.
The Demon War Scythe flipped through Lilith's hands as she and Sha advanced slowly, vaguely forming an encirclement around Saint Zaga from both front and back.
Although Saint Zaga was so furious that his soul nearly left his body, he had not lost his reason. Sha was clearly not someone to trifle with, but the more troublesome one was the pure-blooded Demon Clan member. Although this was a battle to the death, if she truly died here, the Ancestor's forces would definitely be uprooted completely.
In the end, Saint Zaga's gaze fell on Su Xiao. This bastard was the most damnable of all. No matter what, he had to kill the thief who had blown up his family's ancestral tomb first. That was the key.
However, Saint Zaga's gaze occasionally drifted toward Lilith. The reason was simple: as long as he captured Lilith alive, there would be room to turn things around today. At the very least, he would have the qualifications to negotiate with the Demon Clan.
Leaving Saint Zaga's thoughts aside, Su Xiao, Sha, and Lilith had much purer goals: kill Saint Zaga, then accomplish their respective objectives.
Su Xiao drew D. As he disengaged the safety, the muzzle was already aimed at Saint Zaga.
Seeing Su Xiao draw his gun, Saint Zaga clearly froze for an instant. Then, as if realizing something, he bent his