"I am a good demon!!!"
The skeleton bird was filled with an inexplicable sense of sorrow, but under the immense pressure and the heavy weapon pinning it down, it couldn't utter a word.
Meng Chuan looked at the monster in front of him. Though still hideous and jagged, it carried a sense of "indignation."
"Did I misunderstand you?"
The skeleton bird shuddered all over, as if it had received genuine recognition from another, and stopped struggling under the suppression of the Demon-Subduing power.
Tap tap tap...
Meng Chuan had already walked to the edge of the colossal creature, his right arm drawn back, with the overwhelming gray shadow behind him converging entirely on his fist.
A look of compassion appeared on his face, yet he spoke softly, his voice like a death knell prayer filled with apathy.
"It's alright, just be more careful in your next life."
With that said.
