Dean McKenzie raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand what I mean?
Well, since you don't, let me make it clear."
The fallen angel who was speaking turned stern, eyeing Dean McKenzie with a cold gaze, "Now, you have two choices. One is to hand over the[Sea of Laws Experience Ticket]to me.
The other is to leave, and then I destroy this legion of skeletons of yours.
The rules of the Twilight Battlefield wouldn't protect them."
With things put openly like this, what disdain could Dean McKenzie show?
"So, you want to freeload my experience tickets?"
"I don't know about freeloading, but it should be what you're thinking.
Human, it's not easy cultivating your wraith legion to its current state.
Wouldn't you hate to see them get destroyed just like that?"
Undeniably, as the fallen angel spoke, he exuded tremendous confidence.
His face was filled with arrogance, presuming that Dean McKenzie was already in his grasp.
