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But right now the Demon King Caesar was an enraged grim reaper. His body was cold to the bone, his tailbone was lightly shivering, feeling the murderous intent from Caesar layer by layer, approaching like layers of dark clouds in the sky.
He could not simply sit back and wait for death. In a split second, his jet-black pupils, sharp as ice, frigidly scanned the Squid Brothers. He clearly barked out the word "contract", instructing the Squid Brothers to guard for a while, undoubtedly the best choice at the moment, granting him time and leeway to consider his options.
Demon King Caesar sneered dismissively, leisurely strolling up to Ida Chapman, looking down at her from above, his voice cold and scornful: "Are you asking for death?" Seemingly unconcerned, he launched a powerful low kick, accompanied by the whistle of the wind.
