Baghdad panted heavily. He had just reached level 4 and was indeed no match for the eight-armed swordsman. Not only did the other party have a deep foundation, but he also had the royal bloodline. He was extremely talented and the quality of his weapon was much better than his!
"Leave. Even if the Sea God is fake, so what? After so many years, have we not seen the power of a wizard? Eight-Armed Demon Emperor wants to fight to the death. I think the fish will die, but the net will not break... I just want to live," Baghdad said dejectedly.
"You have already lost the bloodlust of the Sea Clan. The servility that wizard have imposed on you is deeply imprinted on your body. You are not worthy of being a man of the Sea Clan! If you're living like this, you might as well die!
"Eight Blades Sect's Profound Meaning, Tyrant God Stab!"
Boom!
As the eight rays of light merged into one, an attack comparable to that of a fourth-circle senior wizard struck!
