What was that thing?
Yao Xing sensed the aura from afar and quickly hid in the shadow plane, looking into the distance.
Looking at the dented steel floor, Yao Xing sucked in a breath of cold air. This was an ancient metal, wasn’t this physical power at the level of a Dragon?
And who are these people. Why do they look like... ... So Undead?
In the academy that came this time, only their Tyrifson had undead. After all, there weren’t many academies in this world that could accept undead... ...
Why would Xiao Jia come here? To specifically provoke such a group of people?
Looking at the dog egg that was hammered by the gigantic creature’s arm, Yao Xing was nervous but not panicking. He knew that Xiao Jia was also a monster!
Boom! !
Another loud sound was heard, and the skinny undead laughed strangely and retreated. Then, he looked at his bloody fist and said, “It’s quite tough!”
