"Today, none of you can leave. Hehehe, this is my first battle as the Godly King, and I must show the Lord of the Demon clan my power."
Dudley Lynch let out a strange laugh.
Dudley slightly pushed his palm backward, and the exaggerated reaction force propelled his body forward like an arrow released from the bowstring.
A sharp whistling sound echoed in the air. His body appeared before Ethan Smith for an instant, and the afterimage behind him slowly faded away.
"Die, you piece of Hominini trash! Once you're dead, he won't keep nagging anymore."
Without any hesitation, a palm was directly pressed against Ethan Smith's forehead.
The world's affairs are ever-changing, years flow by like an arrow, and the Path of Heaven curves like a bow.
Ella Jenkins' once black hair turned white, and a desolate aura hovered in her hand.
It seemed like a grain of sand on the beach, and with a sigh, she blew it towards Dudley Lynch.
In that hazy scene, time seemed to flow by.
