The King of Loathe was still not dead yet. As King of the Undead, it was not easy to die.
The horrible body of King of Loathe already exploded; however, a smear of deadly white fire of soul elapsed in an instant. In the distance, among the loathe demons, the body with the greatest loathe suddenly quivered violently. The next moment, its eyes turned deadly white flickering with fire of soul. That body was occupied by the King of Loathe.
The King of Loathe took two loathe demons around him by their heads with his two hands, strong deadly white light spread instantly and soon those bodies shriveled while the King of Loathe's body expanded rapidly. Although other loathe demons were terrified of the scene, they were strangely too afraid to run away. The King of Loathe swallowed them to recover his own strength.
