"Ugh!"
Kreizere spat out another mouthful of blood and rose from the rubble, staring at Lin Luo in terror.
"Oh, you can still stand? You're a little stronger than I thought."
Lin Luo raised an eyebrow at the sight, then smiled. "But it doesn't matter. I'll just have to strike once more."
With that, he started walking toward Kreizere.
"You..."
Kreizere instinctively took a step back, resentment and humiliation flashing in his eyes.
Why?
He was a descendant of an Original Maou.
He should have inherited the position of Maou by right, yet his wish had never come true.
He had even joined the Khaos Brigade for power.
Yet before this man, he was no better than an ant.
"No! I won't accept this!"
With a furious roar, Kreizere shot into the sky and raised one hand. An enormous dark-red Magic Circle appeared behind him.
Crackle! Crackle!
Countless bolts of red lightning swept toward Lin Luo like a raging tidal wave.
And almost in the same instant—
Demon Wings appeared behind him, and he turned and fled without hesitation.
He was absolutely no match for Lin Luo.
He finally understood that now.
As long as his magic could hold Lin Luo back for a while...
He could get far enough away to cast Teleportation Magic and completely avoid Monster Lin Luo.
"Choosing to run shows a little cleverness, but only a little."
Lin Luo's voice rang out.
It was accompanied by a vast bolt of Lightning that seemed to pierce heaven and earth.
The countless bolts of red lightning were swept away in an instant, offering no more resistance than tofu.
The immense Lightning continued onward, hurtling straight toward Kreizere.
Oh no.
Kreizere turned his head, his face twisting with horror.
The next instant!
Kreizere's flight came to an abrupt