In the end, Cheka's expression turned somewhat ferocious as he raised his hand, ready to unleash a killing blow on the Witch Demon Elder.
The Witch Demon Elder on the ground had one hand hidden behind him, slowly gathering energy—during this time, he had recovered some of his injuries and was preparing for a final counterattack.
But suddenly, the energy gathered in the Witch Demon Elder's hand dissipated, and a playful expression appeared on his face as he looked at Cheka in the air.
"Boy, did you know? In a way, I should thank you. If it weren't for your constant talking, I might have really died. But now, hehe..."
"Hmm?" Cheka, hearing the Witch Demon Elder's words, was initially taken aback. Then, suddenly sensing something, he quickly turned his head to look behind him, only to see a man in a black robe floating there, silently watching him.
Cheka tensed up entirely, looking at the man and subconsciously asked out loud: "You are..."
