Faced with the terrifying tidal wave of swamp, the Swamp Demon Dragon Turtle's eyes flashed with a vicious light. It frantically channeled its Power of Void Demon, activating its Swamp Manipulation Ability to envelop the massive wave.
Under the Swamp Demon Dragon Turtle's Swamp Manipulation Ability, the hundred-meter-high tidal wave was steadily weakened.
An eerie, poisonous mist rose from all directions, completely obscuring the view.
Under the cover of the tidal wave and poisonous mist, three hundred Swamp Three-headed Serpents lunged toward the Swamp Demon Dragon Turtle.
"A bunch of pathetic insects! All of you, die!"
Duke Yide, wielding his Demon Spear, the Ghost-devouring Fang, gave a cold smirk and pulled the trigger. The paltry poisonous mist was nothing to his Spiritual Sense.
One after another, Ghost-devouring Fangs shot out like meteors, piercing the bodies of the Swamp Three-headed Serpents and blasting them apart.
"Break!"
