"What do you feel now, dear mice?"
Park Haoyu, whom they had met not long ago, stood in front, looking at the motionless Old Hong and Tu Shou, and asked with a faint smile.
Mockery, chaos, evil.
As if the embodiment of all malevolence.
This is what Old Hong felt at that moment.
He had heard of creatures like demons, as one of the legends most amplified by modern thought influences, it was hard for him not to have heard of them.
But he had only heard of them.
Due to the extreme exclusion of foreign species by Yellow Springs, attempting to create demon legends within its range was nothing but a pipe dream.
So.
At this moment.
This was the first time Old Hong and Tu Shou had witnessed a demon.
And thanks to the 'vessel' of Park Haoyu, this demon was unlike ordinary legendary creatures who only acted according to rules.
He had his own thoughts, could even feel pleasure, and toyed with his prey.
It must be said, the sense of oppression brought by this was truly overwhelming.
