Suddenly, a hand covered in black slime rested on the vine in front of Lin Yi, and a pair of eyes filled with anger, unwillingness, and despair glared at Lin Yi.
Under Lin Yi's gaze, the light in those eyes was gradually fading, and all the anger and unwillingness slowly transformed into despair.
"Puchi~"
A thorn-covered vine suddenly emerged from behind it and instantly pierced through its body:
"Uh, uh uh, uh..."
A stream of foul-smelling liquid flowed from its mouth as it opened its mouth unconsciously as if wanting to say something.
But that vine suddenly swung its body violently onto the square opposite.
It fell onto a pile of demon race corpses that had lost all signs of life, then rolled off those bodies, lying flat on the dirty ground.
Following its line of sight, before its eyes were all those lower demon races it once regarded as trash.
Probably until its death, it could never believe that one day it, Boruzak, would die alongside these lowly demon races.
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