Ah!
The others let out a great shout, then all charged toward Evil King Angel with overflowing fury, watching their teammates die before their eyes; they could not stand idly by.
Puff!
Puff!!
With a glance, then another glance, this group of Dragon Group members died, meeting the fate of being reduced to ashes.
"What strength!"
A Dragon Group elder who had rushed over looked at Evil King Angel, his eyes full of fear, his legs trembling constantly.
He had never seen such a form, a pair of dark wings as if too dreadful to behold.
Run!
Must run!
His hair stood on end, his heart felt as though struck by lightning, and a feeling of impending death appeared!
Yet!
The next moment, a hand pierced through his chest. The Dragon Group elder widened his eyes, dying with unfulfilled regret, and the moment he fell, right behind him stood Evil King Angel.
"Existence like an ant, haha."
With that said, Evil King Angel's dark wings flapped, and his figure vanished.
Night fell, moonlight spilled over the earth, and countless stars dotted the night sky.
Although it was already late at night, this world remained brightly lit. Many people enjoyed nightlife; to them, the night was wild and a time for carnival, not to be missed.
The moonlight was as clear as water, very gentle.
Yet here, it was merely a decoration. The neon lights of the deep night were what truly fascinated, and in the crowded city, sounds of clamor rose one after another.
The low roars of men, the cries of women, the wailing of infants, and helpless shouts all clearly entered Evil King Angel's ears; his hearing was terrifyingly acute.
White robes fluttering, Evil King Angel stood atop an unnamed iron tower, examining this strange world, feeling curious