"Ah!"
The second brother let out a loud roar, raising his broadsword and chopping at Beiting Huang. The four had long been doing all kinds of evil in the Dark Demon World, having slain countless creatures, their temperaments brutal but not without a certain rough courage. To trade their eldest brother's life for a fleeting chance at survival was less appealing than death itself.
The third and fourth brothers did not try to stop the second, united in heart, they did not wish for their eldest brother to die in such a manner. If death was certain, then they would all face it together.
Three strong gusts of wind, powerful enough to tear the very sky, radiated from their final desperate strike. The strength indeed was formidable and not to be underestimated. At this time, the eldest brother had already activated the Soul Pill within his body, his arms open wide, moving as fast as a bolt of lightning, ready to drag Beiting Huang down with him in a mutual demise.
