Under a misty brilliance, his figure shrank and transformed into the appearance of an elf.
He walked towards the spot where the Demon Lord had died, where Demacia was heh-heh laughing while picking up the equipment dropped by the Demon Lord, unharmed.
Seeing Jiang Shang approach, he casually tossed the Demon Lord's greatsword into his own Space Ring, then said:
"Let's split the loot evenly... You got the kill, so the main equipment is mine."
Jiang Shang nodded, showing his understanding.
Although there was a 90% penalty, the contribution of killing a Demon Lord still gave Jiang Shang a slight thrill, so he didn't mind about the demon's dropped gear.
The equipment of this Demon Lord wasn't particularly good, and it wasn't suitable for him anyway.
"By the way, what did you yell at the Demon Lord just now? How come as soon as you opened your mouth, he went crazy?"
Jiang Shang asked curiously.
Demacia had a smug look on his face and chuckled:
