"I thought I couldn't make a move, but in the end, I did. Mu Chen, right! Today you won't escape even if you sprout wings." The strongman from the Demon Clan roared and descended in an instant.
Twelve people appeared in total, four with the aura of Chaos, four with the aura of Primal Chaos, and four Immortal Gate aura experts, extremely terrifying.
"Twelve pieces of trash, do you think you're qualified to be arrogant before me?" Mu Chen sneered.
"Arrogant to the extreme, today we'll crush you." Everyone roared, madly charging towards Mu Chen.
"Asura God, Guardian Slave, Battle Slave, Golden Crow, the four of you control the eight." Mu Chen said seriously.
"Yes, Master." The four replied respectfully and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"What does it feel like? The feeling of death?"
"Such a terrifying aura, am I going to die?"
The four instantly made their move, and the eight felt the terrifying aura, their faces terrified to the extreme, full of despair.
