"Who is it?"
Nevar stood up and stared coldly into the distance.
The other party did not conceal himself and came very arrogantly. It was obvious that he was extremely confident in his own combat strength. The pressure that he gave out earlier was indeed in line with the other party's confidence.
This was the first time that Nevar had such a strange and terrifying feeling in his heart. As an assassin who was not good at direct confrontation, he subconsciously did not want to face such a fellow head-on.
However, he had no choice. SAB and Vera were both injured. Although that Little Titan had some big secrets, his level was clearly too low. He was the only one who could fight head-on...
"Oh? Another young and outstanding demon... Tsk Tsk, I really can't bear to make a move..."
