A dozen strong two-headed demons at the late ninth level.

All were stabbed into sieves.

They were killed instantly before they could even scream.

There were screams nearby, coming from the Borg wizard and the two-headed demon leader.

The former had his body pierced by multiple swords of darkness.

The latter was the most miserable, with one of his two heads chopped off by his roots.

Dazzling blood spurted out from the severed neck.

The severe pain caused the leader of the two-headed demon clan to almost faint.

Both are king-level professionals.

His level has even reached the late King level.

However, he was unable to withstand even one of the opponent's attacks and was directly injured.

This made him feel incredible.

"who are you?!"

The only remaining head of the two-headed demon leader looked at the bloody figure standing in mid-air with a horrified expression: "My two-headed demon tribe has never offended you, why did you do this?!"

"Weak creatures don't need to worry about why they died!"

"This is your destiny!"

Fallen Angel Gladys walked slowly over holding a bloody divine sword.

Every time you take a step, the void beneath your feet will vibrate.

At the same time, it was like stepping on the heart of the two-headed demon leader, making him even more frightened.

At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and said with great horror: "You are not a native creature, you are a soldier under the lord of another world?!"

It seems to be because there is no drag from another head~
Chapter completed!