Qin Luo stood on the Devil Race plains, gazing down at the brutal battlefield not far away. It was a one-sided slaughter, yet his eyes remained unmoved.
Xi Huang stood beside him and shook her head slightly at the sight.
The Devil Race was simply too weak. She had grown accustomed to high-end battles, and now, facing such low-level opponents, she could not even muster much interest.
[Kill a Child of Destiny. Host obtains Villain Points: 200,000.]
[Kill a Child of Destiny. Host obtains Villain Points: 100,000.]
The Devil Race was somewhat weak, and those Children of Destiny were extremely weak as well. There were also rather too few Children of Destiny to kill.
But even a fly's leg was still meat. Qin Luo did not mind.
The scope of the slaughter continued to expand, and the Devil Race kept coming forward to die one after another.
One wave came, one wave died.
After half a day of slaughter, it finally came to a halt.
"The calm before the storm," Qin Luo said blandly.
They did not wait long before a terrifying pressure descended. An expert of the God King Realm had arrived.
Seeing what this fellow looked like, Qin Luo recalled the demon who had been crushed to death by the rocks outside Asura Hall earlier.
Their appearances were simply too similar.
Both had bone wings growing from their backs. With a flicker, the Devil Race expert appeared in midair opposite Qin Luo.
He positioned himself above Qin Luo. Even in such details, he had the competitive urge to win.
He looked down on Qin Luo and the others, his eyes filled with contempt.
"A Heavenly God?"
"Is a mere Heavenly God worth me coming personally?"
"And members of the Devil Race..." His gaze fell upon Ye Ming