Looking at the two people approaching from a distance, Wyatt Barnes shook his head and laughed, "You guys came out so quickly, I haven't had enough fun yet."
Not enough fun?
Albert King, the scarred man who led the "Red North Five Tigers" was completely stunned by Wyatt Barnes's words, a ominous premonition creeping up in his heart.
They all turned their heads to look at where the voice was coming from.
There, two middle-aged men were walking side by side.
On the two middle-aged men, shadows of a thousand ancient, colossal elephants formed...
A total of two thousand shadows of ancient, colossal elephants galloped towards them!
"Original...Original Infant Realm, Seventh-Order!"
Albert King's pupils contracted, his face filled with horror, his legs began to tremble.
The other four brothers were also similar, all their faces turned pale, not even daring to harbor thoughts of escaping...
What a joke!
