As they spoke, the Demonic Beast in the sea of fire leaped up again and continued to tear and bite at the two elders from Sancthelm. In just a short while, their bodies were tattered and torn. Their blood fell into the fiery lava, evaporating without so much as a splash.
It was a gruesome sight, not recommended for children.
"AHHHH..."
"Stop... You damn Demons, I won't let you off even as a ghost! You from the Demonic Domain dare to oppose our Sancthelm! When the Hallowed Lord descends, he will surely take your worthless lives! He'll make you wish you were dead!"
Still spouting threats even at death's door. One had to admit, these two elders had some spine.
As his voice faded, the Demonic Domain cultivators on Javier Sinclair's side began to chime in, one after another.
"What are you two old geezers blabbering about?"
