Devil Ancestor's Arm

The Golden Pig King had completely lost all signs of life. Judging from the various wounds across its corpse, they had clearly not been inflicted by these two black rats, but were the result of being besieged by numerous powerful beings.

Even the Golden Pig King, the strongest of the five native exiles, had fallen!

More than a day had passed since the exiles broke into this sealed space. Who knew how many powerful exiles had already perished here?

"Who are you? What is your purpose?"

Maintaining the first form of Wild Instinct, Green asked coldly. He did not rush to leave the cave that had been excavated because of the Formless Ancient Demon's remains.

As long as they dared to come down, Green was confident that the Magnetic-Force Star Core could strike them accurately.

Moreover, although these black rats possessed unique abilities and could display all manner of strange powers within this sealed space, in terms of life essence, the strength of their lives was nowhere near Green's perception of his own. They were like World Guardians.

"So this is the male wizard you mentioned, the one who has temporarily lost his magic power? If this human truly is a wizard, then his carrying capacity is indeed far greater than that female wizard's."

The black rat dragging the Golden Pig King's corpse looked down at Green in the cavern as though inspecting merchandise.

Carrying capacity?

Beneath the Face of Truth, Green narrowed his eyes slightly. He caught that word and confirmed that these black rats were indeed carrying out some secret plan.

"Chitter, chitter, chitter, chitter. Let's go. Look at how helpless he is—he seems to have been scared stiff."

The black rat with the rigid, sneering face actually said this. After the black rat dragging the Golden Pig