And that feeling at this moment surged into this narrow space like a tide, depriving them of breath and heartbeat entirely.
"Found you."
The man quickly noticed the two Demon Servants standing beside the dock. He raised an eyebrow but found that their reactions were quite different the next moment.
The Demon on the shore's face changed, then, despite its fear, raised the tail behind it, as if ready to fight Fisher to the death.
While the one on the boat...
Uh, began to paddle without hesitation, frantically trying to escape the shipyard.
"For the Demon Dynasty!"
"..."
Facing the shouting Demon rushing towards him, Fisher's right hand began to move slowly, upon closer inspection, it was the soul driving the body's deformity, a strong sense of hunger emerged from his distorted soul...
"Eat their souls!"
Fisher's expression instantly cooled, as if at this moment, he was like the black mud facing the giant dragon with no emotions, ready to devour everything to oblivion...
