Swoosh!
Suddenly, the Giant Turtle summoned by the Ironblood Warwolf flew out from the gathering of many exiles, facing a Nameless Ancient Demon with World Master Level pressure. The Giant Turtle tried hard to suppress the panic and unease in its heart, prostrating itself a thousand meters away from the imposing demon.
"Respected Nameless Ancient Demon, I am a slave captured from the Tide Beach Realm by this Evil world. I hate everything about this world and have no intention to aid these filthy evil beings. Please, great one, let me leave here!"
"Oh?"
The Nameless Ancient Demon's cruel crocodile head looked at the Giant Turtle with ink-black eyes and spoke with a wicked voice: "So that's it... These Wizards who fled from the Abyssal Demons are still organizing a counterattack plan. Hmph hmph hmph hmph, fine then, since you also hate these Wizards, I will let you leave here."
