"My horns, my horns!"
The Bull Demon clutched his head in agony, completely stunned as if he'd been struck by lightning.
His head was now bare, a sight that left him thunderstruck and deeply unsettled. For a bull, horns were a symbol. Without his horns, could he still be called a bull?
He was on the verge of a breakdown, frozen for a long moment without reacting.
Meanwhile, the Bull Demon King, who had been sitting on the leather sofa, stood up. His voice was low as he said, "You possess two Elemental Attribute Abilities? How is that possible? How did you do it?"
A mere Snake Spirit, wielding both ice and fire—one representing extreme cold, the other scorching heat. It was unbelievable.
Elemental Attribute Abilities had always represented the most formidable powers in the world. For a human, one needed extraordinary Talent to be worthy of them. For a creature, it was a foolish dream without an exceptionally noble bloodline.
