"Kill!"
Rumble!
When the Dark Demon King and Bertram Jaak made their move, the demon army of 50,000 also attacked Basil Jaak, Bertha, and Ina.
Facing such a formidable attack from the Demon Clan, the three of them could only retreat step by step, without even the chance to withdraw.
"You're old!"
At this moment, the crazed laughter of the Dark Demon King echoed from the sky, and before Basil Jaak could react, he heard a sound like a mountain torrent roaring from afar, and then a mountain peak not far away crumbled into pieces!
Bang!
With a dull thud, after the distant mountain peak exploded, dust filled the air, and within the falling dust, a towering figure slowly stood up from the ground—the ground was already riddled with holes!
"Dark, didn't expect you to have lived so well over these years."
That figure was none other than Bertram Jaak, his speech slightly hesitant, Basil Jaak saw that blood was already dripping from the corner of Bertram's mouth, his face pale.
