Andrew turned to glance at the Darkness Demon King and asked, "May I ask, brother, which bag-ranking elder are you in the Beggar Sect? Uh, you don't understand that? Then let me put it another way—how much do you want me to give you?"
Andrew's words made the Darkness Demon King grit his teeth in fury. However, His current situation was indeed quite terrible.
The Darkness Demon King was fighting Galacta, but He was no match for her. After all, He was only an avatar, while Galacta was her true body.
Under Galacta's relentless bombardment, the Darkness Demon King's Darkness Body had been shattered, leaving Him tattered and battered. In fact, if Galacta had not been distracted by fighting Demons and protecting the civilians, the Darkness Demon King might already have been defeated.
"Mechanical Demon King, keep being arrogant while you can. Soon enough, you'll become a corpse."
The Darkness Demon King sneered. Although the Mirror Projections were weaker than the originals, the Mechanical Demon King had split off so many avatars and been pulled into the Mirror World. He was highly confident that they could keep Andrew here for good.
Andrew smiled. "It's good that you're here. It makes things more justifiable."
The Darkness Demon King did not understand what Andrew meant, but the Mirror Demon King did. He snorted and shouted, "Attack! Kill him! Don't hold back—give it everything you've got!"
The Demon King Projections charged forward together, unleashing all kinds of abilities at Andrew in rapid succession: the Extreme Fire Demon King's towering flames, the Black Crystal Demon King's Black Crystal Sky Pillar, the Nine-Headed Demon King's nine innate abilities, and more.
The Darkness Demon King did not lag behind either. He pushed both hands forward, and the boundless darkness around Him came alive, merging into a