When all the guards of the Netherworld retreated behind the rhythmically pulsating light curtain of the "Gate of Bone Tomb" Space-time Rift, every time a flying axe passed through the curtain in pursuit, the mournful howls of Adidasma could faintly be heard.
Axianu, watching from a distance, felt a chill pervade her body as if frosted over.
She had not expected that once this impostor Dragon Envoy got into close quarters, he would possess such terrifying lethality!
The spears he threw could even continually pierce through a line of Netherworld guardians' bodies. What kind of strength was this? The strength that Giant Dragons pride themselves on, compared to this Xibei Dragon Envoy, seemed as laughable as a child!
Why? Why? Why?
Why would the physically formidable guardians of the Netherworld be killed by merely a steel spear? Oh Haibo above! Could this man truly be your messenger? The Dragon Witch Queen murmured prayers to the distant Dragon God, hoping for an answer.
