Thunderforge city.
Ear-piercing chuckles rose and fell.
The thoughts of the ancient evil creatures were far more deafening than the Thunder to them.
In the face of that mocking voice with ill intentions.
On the contrary, ikadore was unprecedentedly calm.
"I do have a personal grudge with him."
but if any of you think you can take my wife away from me, you can come out and try.
The moment he said that.
The atmosphere in the city suddenly became a little heavy.
The group of strange floating shadows remained silent.
As an ally or an opponent for several eras.
It could be said that the ancient evil beings knew each other's strength well.
Except for the sudden explosion of the blood of ten thousand filth.
The rest of the people were about the same.
The strength of the endless touch, ikadore, was not at the bottom of the ancient evil.
Not to mention snatching his wife in front of him.
