How could the children at the village entrance have ever seen such a scene?
They were so frightened that their legs had gone weak, and they had even forgotten how to cry.
Only the oldest child seemed to realize what was happening. He grabbed the little girl beside him and backed away, trembling.
"R-run...!"
"Run?"
Jiaoli gave a menacing grin.
"Before This King, you Two-Legged Sheep still think you can run?"
He slowly raised his hand.
A terrifying force of suction erupted in an instant.
The children felt their bodies grow weightless.
Against their will, they rose into the air and flew toward him.
"Mom! Help!"
Their cries rang out across the village entrance.
Hearing the commotion, the villagers rushed out with hoes and sickles in hand.
But when they saw the two figures—
and their bizarre abilities—
their faces turned deathly pale.
They weren't fools.
What mortal could seize people out of thin air like that?
Some dropped their hoes and fell to their knees, kowtowing frantically.
Others rolled their eyes back and fainted on the spot.
The children kicked wildly in midair.
They were about to fall into the demons' clutches.
Suddenly,
both demons furrowed their brows and halted, turning to look toward the end of the village road.
The children slammed heavily onto the ground, wailing in pain.
Ignoring the agony in his body, the oldest scrambled over and shielded his younger siblings.
The villagers noticed something was wrong, too.
Why had the two demons stopped?
Could it be...
They followed the demons' gazes toward the road.
They expected to see a large force of men.
Instead, there was only a young woman who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen.
Behind her,
the winding main road lay deathly still.
Sand swirled in the wind, and withered