"Help me! I can't deal with him!"
"You! Don't come over! I'm not the one who wants to devour you!"
"Master! Why did you toss this sicko inside here? Help us!!!"
At this moment, there were countless of living beings who had their faces swelling with bruises in the Paradise. The Big Ancient Demon had it the worst, as his entire face was hammered so badly that it was beyond recognition.
"To think that all of you ant like living beings would dare to try devouring me! That's just looking for death!" At this moment, an imposing and domineering figure dominated the entire Paradise with his fists.
This middle aged man was the Weapon Spirit of the Stars Paramita. When the Ancestor of the Star race was being killed, he could sense the formidable aura outside and was shivering uncontrollably, not daring to come out at all.
