"This voice... you're Gary Smith!" Benjamin Brightdai recognized the identity of the dragon demon before him, his pupils trembling violently.
Why does a human... look like a member of the Netherworld's Evil God's Kindred?
Even in terms of appearance, it's even more brutal and terrifying!
Didn't the Human Clan check if anything was wrong?
But Benjamin Brightdai wasn't a fool, he quickly understood everything.
The other party didn't play by the rules, following his steps, falling into a trap. Instead, they used some means to shatter the Great Rift Valley!
They completely turned the tables!
Thinking about how happy he was, feeling like he had everything under control, Benjamin Brightdai felt his face heat up.
He felt like a fool!
Gary Smith didn't answer his question, but turned his head to look at the source of the storm, the huge shadow behind the wind wall, pondering:
"Ancestral Toad's altar, huh... Great Toad Qi is indeed vibrant!"
