"Aaahhh!"
William knelt on the ground, his body convulsing uncontrollably as he cried out in agony.
Countless dark runes flew up from his body, rushing towards the sky and eventually forming fragmented pieces of dark scale armor.
Wu Xiaode's expression turned solemn.
—It was the armor piece from that giant dark skeleton again!
The Butterfly Soul Blade had advanced with the power of these armor pieces.
So the power of the Evil Demons came from these pieces? What then was the Infinite Tribulation?
His mind was a whirl of confusion, feeling that his longstanding fear of the Evil Demons had turned into something laughable and absurd.
More ludicrous were all beings.
—In front of that monster, all beings were mere ants, and the era was nothing but a conspiracy it orchestrated.
Where was the way out for all beings?
Wu Xiaode pondered in confusion for a moment, then decided not to think any further.
Because it was incomprehensible, there was no need to think about it.
