Whoosh——
One after another, the stone statues shattered, falling to the ground.
The Demon King with her purple long hair stood among the rubble, looking around.
——She had killed all the humans.
"This is really...boring..."
She looked boredly toward the not-so-distant place.
The Temple stood silently on the desolate plain, seemingly empty.
However, in the sky, there was the rumble of thunder.
Thunder——
It was a power only Divine beings could wield.
The Demon King suddenly said, "Ye Jiana, are you not handing over that thing because your world has given birth to a Divine spirit?"
"I'm about to show you how funny that idea is."
She raised her hand, making an inviting gesture toward the sky:
"Come on, Divine spirits, it's time for you to die."
Two Angels looked at Wu Xiaode together.
Even Fat Sa was looking at him.
——What to do?
Wu Xiaode whispered, "No, we can't figure out its capabilities right now; rashly attacking is probably pointless."
