"Oni, you deserve to die!" The Horned Demon, with bloodshot eyes, ignored his injuries and charged straight at the Blood Demon.
"This is the price for abandoning me." The Blood Demon sneered coldly, clenching his fist once more, drawing out the blood from the Horned Demon to bind him.
Lor stood fifteen thousand miles away, not paying much attention to the fight between the two demons.
He focused more on restoring Elemental Energy and observing the three vague markers that had left earlier, wary of the possibility of a trap.
As it turned out, he was indeed overthinking.
Until he released two Great Meteor Techniques again, sending away two rank-four demons, those three vague markers never looked back.
A good start gave Lor more confidence.
He felt he might be able to end the chaos on the Eleventh Continent early.
...
One day later.
"Whoosh—Boom—"
