"What kind of monster is that?"
Many Human Race warriors watched as something struggled out of the pitch-black, evil, icy, viscous liquid.
Black mist swirled around it. It was enormous and hideous: Bick, a True God.
Those who had remained conscious through his sonic assault could not help crying out in shock.
"Damn it! These freaks destroyed my family!"
In the sky,
Feng Jiu trembled, her beautiful eyes reddening.
Tears welled in her eyes.
Although
she had never faced an attack by the Black Demon Clan herself,
the bloody slaughter was buried in her bones, in memories passed down through generations. It had blotted out the sun!
Can Ya'er stepped forward and drew Feng Jiu into her arms.
"Don't worry," she said softly. "The young master will see that you get justice."
At those words,
Feng Jiu's eyes lit up.
That's right.
I'm not alone today.
Venerable Kailin's lingering soul is here, and so is Big Brother.
Big Brother treats me like both a father and a brother. He dotes on me, too.
So why am I standing here feeling sorry for myself?
Ye Fan had noticed Feng Jiu's distress.
"Don't worry," Ye Fan said. "I'll leave his final breath to you."
Feng Jiu nodded eagerly, then even smiled through her tears. "Thank you, Big Brother."
"We're family," Ye Fan said. "No need for thanks."
"Big Brother, be careful. My memories of the Black Demons' true forms are a little hazy.
"But I still remember this:
"they embody an ominous, uncanny power."
Feng Jiu's warning rang in his ears.
"All right."
Ye Fan might have looked down on his enemy, but he knew better than to take the fight lightly.
He turned his hand over.
A spear radiating a terrifying aura appeared in his palm.
It was the Nine Luminaries