Somewhere in the west.
An ancient god descendant with a bumpy face was sitting calmly on the armchair.
Hundreds of people were standing in front of him.
Most of them were core members of Ding.
Blood had long flowed like a river on the ground, and dozens of heads opened their eyes, unwilling to die.
The scene reeked of blood.
The descendant of ancient god Knotty leisurely sipped his tea, crossed his legs, and said indifferently, “Obeying the heavenly court will ensure that you can survive the destruction of the new era. I’ll give you another ten breaths to consider!”
After saying this, the two followers behind him immediately stepped forward and pressed the vice supreme dark king to the ground, kneeling.
A sharp axe was pressed on his neck.
“If not, your heads will fall to the ground!”The ancient god descendant said indifferently, “Although the Heavenly Court is Merciful, you are all sinners, and you can not be spared!”
“Okay, the countdown of ten breaths begins.”
