The old Green Demon waved his staff around, acting as if nothing was wrong even though he dared not use his own power of intention. He was still picking out pieces of glass embedded in his flesh from the previous explosion.
Liu Zhenhan saw right through him and slapped him across the face.
The old Green Demon straightened up and obediently tried using his power of intention.
But it was in vain.
"Damn it! All that effort for nothing!" Liu Zhenhan slouched back down onto a chair with a great sigh, causing the bamboo chair to creak under his weight.
The three Green Demons cowered away, afraid that in a fit of rage, this Overlord wouldn't recognize his own family.
A moment of silence ensued.
Liu Zhenhan sulked by himself, frustrated that the method he had long pondered to create a War Song Staff turned out to be useless.
Were there really that many mysteries between elemental powers? Liu Zhenhan pondered deeply.
