Lightning rips through the sky, further away, two beams of red and green light break through the curtain of rain, pursuing ceaselessly.
Demon Mountain couldn't help but turn back, his face extremely cold, completely devoid of the usual look of having the situation in control.
A desire to counterattack, the murderous intent in his heart almost unbearable.
"Damn it, Lord Demon Mountain, how were we discovered?"
Pretending to be the embodiment of wisdom, yet Vera completely didn't understand this time how she was exposed.
Vera also couldn't help but glance back, through the layers of rain, she could still clearly see those two figures drawing ever closer.
Especially that faint green light, nearly pressing to within a hundred miles.
Seraph...
Her head turned back, yet that green light still imprinted in her heart, lingering.
The king of the Heart Demons was wounded severely with just a few blows by Seraph!
Vera's heart was in panic.
