Wu Daquan did not respond at the time.
The young girl didn't seem to mind. She simply tossed a broken bowl onto the ground in front of him and turned to leave.
From that day on, Demon Suppression City had one more beggar.
What this beggar looked forward to most was waiting for the bell that echoed throughout the city.
It was as if every time the bell rang, every time he killed a Demon, his heart would feel a little lighter.
"ROOOAR!!!"
A furious roar, louder and more savage than that of any behemoth, suddenly erupted, the soundwave sweeping across the entire battlefield.
The "Big Guy," towering like a mountain, strode forward on his massive feet, charging toward the tide of Demons ahead!
His long, blood-stained, and filth-matted hair whipped wildly in the gale force of his charge.
The Giant Axe in his hand carried the force to sunder mountains and split stone. He brought it down again and again, each vicious swing unleashing a storm of blood and gore.
