Ian walked forward slowly, still draped in the Lord's Attire reflecting from the Domain of Void where he was probably having a meeting earlier.
He approached the demon, squatted down, and grabbed the head of the demon.
Blue eyes met pitch-black pupils, silver-blue radiance scanned across the body... then he slammed the demon's head onto the ground fiercely.
Bang—bang—bang—crash—
After several continuous impacts, the skull truly cracked, a large amount of pitch-black smoke poured out from the cracks in the demon's head.
Rongying's battered soul trembled and lost consciousness.
Buzz buzz.
A silver-white light screen appeared in front of Ian, and the Heart of Terra, apart from protecting the soul of the young White Folks civil servant, had thoughtfully prepared a communication screen for Ian.
This is AI, understanding you far better than many people.
