Watching his personal guard legion be defeated one after another by the demon-hunting wizard legions, while he himself was bound and suppressed by the greatsword blazing with roaring black flames, there was no hope left.
Recalling the life he had lived in this world after escaping his mother world, the six exceedingly tiny eyes upon the Screeching Cockroach Empress's enormous body brimmed with memories.
"Do you think this is the end? No, it will never end! The Screeching Cockroach race will endure throughout the Endless World forever, while you wizards will one day perish!"
The Screeching Cockroach Empress looked at the two foreign creatures standing atop the Black Flame Greatsword embedded in her back and sneered repeatedly. She showed not the slightest fear toward her possible death.
"Caw caw caw, the end? In your dreams!"
Little Eight mocked her, voicing Green's will.
"Heh heh heh heh, you're right. It truly will never end. You will become the most precious source of slaves suppressed beneath my laboratory, providing me with an endless stream of high-quality slaves."
Beneath the Face of Truth, Green's dual-colored eyes resembled two unfathomable abyssal vortices as he slowly opened the Truth Book.
Upon the battlefield already completely controlled by the demon-hunting wizards, the legion of more than six thousand bright demon-hunting wizards behind Green formed an enormous auxiliary sealing magic array. Layer upon layer of elemental power swirled through the air, suppressing and binding the Screeching Cockroach Empress.
He recited unhurriedly. To Green, it was merely the countless past failures recorded in the Truth Book; to everyone else, it was a mysterious and unknown wizard spell. Countless magical runes drifted out from the Truth Book and branded themselves upon the Screeching Cockroach Empress, who had been pinned to the ground by the Black Flame Greatsword.
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