Looking at the Ancient Demon standing at the forefront, whose physical fitness exceeds ten thousand points, Cyclops appeared to be grinning foolishly on the surface, but deep inside, he was as calm as ice.
Winning the battle is not Cyclops' goal. His true intention is to ensure his own physical fitness is greatly strengthened while still winning, enabling him to participate in another battlefield!
In the front, led by the Ancient Demon Captain of the Glory Squad, the demonic qi was surging around him, especially the faint glow emanating from the four arms, which gave Cyclops a sense of danger.
With each breath, Cyclops' chest expanded suddenly, the Violent Flame fermenting continuously in his mouth, until the moment when his eyes flashed scarlet!
"Roar!!!"
Accompanied by the roar of the beast, a black flame pillar erupted from Cyclops' mouth like a Huge Cannon sweeping towards the charging Ancient Demon.
