Old Demon Wuwei Don't Run
Redakteur: Exodus Tales
A certain damp cave.
Evil God Masaki's statue changed. With a crack, many lines appeared on the surface which grew and grew. Piece after piece fell off.
King Wutong's body shook as he cowered at the side.
His eyes were filled with terror. A scary aura spread out from the statue and covered the cave. King Wutong who was inside felt a chill down his spine and was terrified.
"Hahaha..."
"I am about to come out. Enough evil god flesh and blood helps me to grow. Bunch of damn things, I won't let any of you go."
The voice came from the statue.
He sounded really excited.
Instantly.
More and more pieces fell from the statue.
The true face of the statue was revealed. It was a ball of purple flesh and blood, that ball of meat was alive. It jumped about and breathed.
Shortly after, it grew at a visible speed like it was turning into some sort of terrifying presence.
Kacha!