"Heaven's warriors..."
Davis looked elsewhere and sighed, "It doesn't matter whether you're all heaven's warriors or ordinary immortals. You'll all meet the same fate if you attack me."
"Haha~" The white-robed immortal looked as though he had heard something funny before pointing his silver sword at him again in a bratty manner.
"Let me tell you."
*Bzz!~* His silhouette disappeared, crackling with blue lightning as he shot towards Davis.
The arc of blue lightning rushed past Davis, appearing on the other side before turning to look back, his expression looking smug.
"We came here to hunt Dead End but never did we expect a dead man to rise up from the grave. It's a good thing we were late. Otherwise, you would've never showed yourself, you Anar-"
But suddenly, his eyes squinted as he looked at the arm that he had cut.
