"Lord Hulus is mighty!"
"Praise to Lord Hulus!"
"Those who defy His Majesty the Demon King's will shall surely receive death!"
The heretics found their backbone, flocking to Hulus's side.
Lin Da frowned.
He hadn't seen the old man in a month, and there were significant changes.
First was his appearance.
Hulus was skin and bones, with deep-set eyes and a row of ribs jutting out beneath his robe, each topped with a hairy spider leg.
They trembled slightly with Hulus's breath.
The Level Aura emanating from his rival was also much stronger than when they had met in the Dragon Forest, at least level 37.
Lin Da's primary mission was to hold out until reinforcements arrived.
He made no rash moves, instead casting a Verdant Shield on himself. Standing about ten meters away on the platform, with his hands on his sword, he watched Hulus warily.
"Ho ho, Lin Da, are you sweating buckets yet?
This is the power of the Magic Potion.
