"That is..."
Looking at the colossal Bull Demon's body falling from the sky like a small mountain.
Lu Fei, who was running wildly, stopped unconsciously, his eyes wide open, he murmured, "That voice ..."
"Is it General Black...?"
Lu Fei was somewhat incredulous.
But as a leader under General Black, with several conversations' experiences, Lu Fei was certain he hadn't heard wrong.
It must not only be him.
At this moment, all the Little Demons from the Rolling Mountain on the battlefield would undoubtedly have this suspicion.
If it were merely a matter of voice resemblance.
But how about the mountainous Bull Demon body?
How can one explain that?
Every Demon in Rolling Mountain, except for few new Little Demons who had just sworn their loyalty, knew that General Black was an enlightened wild bull, right?
The CPU in Lu Fei's brain was spinning frantically.
Just at this moment.
"Boom..."
