"What is this?" The people of the Monster Race looked grim.
The black hand seemed to move freely, turning clouds and rain, in the blink of an eye widening the hole in the Firmament.
"Courting death," the Monster Race members were furious again.
The Black Tide they painstakingly sealed had been destroyed just like that.
Someone waved a hand, holding a giant axe.
That was the Bull Demon.
He stood tall, demonic qi rampant, immense power gathered on the giant axe, and slashed at the black hand.
When the axe cut down, anomalies occurred all around.
The mighty aura stirred everything in the clouds.
"Bang."
The giant axe landed on the hand, but not to say cutting the hand, it didn't even slice off a layer of its skin.
Before the Bull Demon could strike with a second axe, the black hand seemed enraged.
"Roar," a barbaric roar echoed.
The black hand directly suppressed towards the Bull Demon.
The hand revealed a finger, crushing the whole region beneath it.
