Vemacitrin, who was once extremely powerful to him, still had his arm cut off by his halberd.
"Ignorant human, you are facing the Lord of Death, Vemacitrin!"
"Offer me one of your arms and submit to me!"
"The great Vemacitrin can forgive your sins! I will grant you eternal life!"
Although this big guy had an arm cut off, with more than 300 arms, one more or one less would not make a difference.
He did not think that he was inferior to this human.
Instead, he felt that if an arm could block Jiang Li's strike, then he would have more than 300 chances to attack this human.
With the weak physique of humans, they would definitely die if they were hit.
This advantage was still his. That was what the Blood Fighting Arena Lord thought.
"Vemacitrin, don't you recognize me?"
"I once gave you a vast world. In your words, it's called the Lamb World!"
"Unfortunately, you're useless and don't have the ability to conquer it!"
