"You still think to resist me?"
The Great White Demon King saw the massive phantom the Bull Demon King had conjured before him and sneered contemptuously. His gaze was no different from how one would look at an ant.
To a being of his Level, everything was an ant. A Pseudo Demon King like the Bull Demon King was, at best, a slightly larger ant. The outcome would be the same.
The Bull Demon King was dumbfounded. 'What the hell? You're going to kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back?'
But the White Demon King's expression was one of cold indifference, filled with a domineering disdain. Though they stood at the same altitude, his presence alone inspired an irrepressible urge to bow and worship.
Superior rank was a crushing weight.
At that moment, the White Demon King couldn't be bothered with idle chatter. He pointed a finger at the Bull Demon King from afar, and a glimmer of light flickered at its tip.
FWWIP...!
