Sinister Ancient Demon

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the giant turtle summoned by the Ironblood War Wolf flew out from the cluster of gathered exiles. Facing the Formless Ancient Demon, whose might rivaled that of a World Lord, the giant turtle struggled to suppress the unease and panic in its heart as it prostrated itself a thousand meters before the demon's awe-inspiring presence.

"Esteemed Formless Ancient Demon, I am a slave captured from the Tidal Flat World by this evil world. I hate everything about this world and have absolutely no intention of helping these filthy, evil creatures. Great one, please let me leave this place!"

"Oh?"

The Formless Ancient Demon's pitch-black eyes turned toward the giant turtle from its brutal, grotesque crocodile head. In an eerie voice, it said, "So that was it. These wizards fleeing beneath the claws of the Abyss are still organizing a counterattack plan. Heh heh heh heh, good. Since you too hate these wizards, this king will let you leave this place."

The Formless Ancient Demon spoke with casual ease, as if it did not care in the slightest about the giant turtle.

The giant turtle looked at the violet fissure behind the Formless Ancient Demon, then at the demon radiating an almost irresistible aura of terror. It secretly swallowed, hesitating. "Lord Ancient Demon..."

"The exit is right here. If you want to leave, then come. Heh heh heh heh."

The Formless Ancient Demon licked its crocodilian lips with its black tongue and chuckled, "Heh heh heh heh," amid the swirling, concentrated demonic energy.

Gulp...

The giant turtle swallowed. The aura of power emanating from the Formless Ancient Demon's colossal body, where demonic clouds gathered, was enough to plunge one into despair. It had no chance. The people behind it had no chance either. Now, there was only this one