"You!"
Black Hawk was stunned.
He never expected his nearly perfect plan to have a flaw.
When did this Horse Demon appear?
That's not right!
Suddenly, Black Hawk felt a burning sensation, as if an inferior being were facing a superior. Yet he considered himself one of the top Burning Hawks among the Demon Race. Aside from that one person, how could there possibly be a monster that made him feel this way?
Looking at the heavy Western-style armor worn by his opponent, a solemn feeling welled up in Black Hawk.
Western Horse Demon... Could it be one of the monsters from the "Dazzling Grand Horse Demon Alliance" that lady once spoke of?
This is bad.
At this moment, Black Hawk, holding Xu Teda, had his sharp gaze locked on Joan of Arc, standing on the carriage without daring to move a muscle.
Joan of Arc looked baffledly at the submissive Xu Teda, and her already small zombie brain crashed.
