Qian Zhanxuan's eyes twitched a little. Out of Qian Jin's three warrior souls, one of them… looked like Fabreidis!
That's right!
That giant warrior soul looked at least 80 percent similar to Fabreidis. Burning fire energy dashed around this warrior soul, and he looked heroic and handsome. From the appearance of this warrior soul, it seemed like the God of Fire descended.
"Today, you must die!" Murderous spirit didn't only shoot out of Qian Zhanxuan's eyes; it oozed out of his entire body. This man said, "Three warrior souls? Although you can't defeat Wushan, I wonder how many elf king bloodline warriors will fall under your sneak-attacks if I let you live."
"Qian Zhanxuan, f*cking kill him if you dare!"
A giant ax flew over aggressively, and it seemed like the ground was being cut open.
The bear-like Marc Gavin appeared not far from Qian Jin. With his red eyes, he stared at Fabreidis who died while standing.
