"Kill!"
The witchcraft attacks of Shiguang, the Blood Concealment Emperor, came in waves, yet they were consistently defeated.
"I... am going to die." For someone of his level, his understanding of battle was very clear; the moment he engaged, he knew he was destined for defeat and destruction.
His death, indeed, was fated for today.
Bang bang bang!
As he continued to engage in battle.
An elderly man holding a staff stepped out from the side, gently extending his hand.
A small elf, about the size of a human, appeared, surprisingly exuding a similarly overwhelming aura.
This elf remained strikingly handsome.
However, his wings were actually made of fluffy, tangible feathers, which resembled the colorful and brilliant plumage composed of strands of Immortal Herb, flapping continuously and dispersing countless auras.
"This is my newly researched biological creature."
