Leave No One Alive
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
He did not hold a sword.
When Fei'er picked up his sword from the ground and ran, wanting to rush in front of him, he suddenly lowered his body and became a lion.
It was no longer the bald lion, but a lion covered in golden fur.
Like a roaring flame in the canyon, the devil danced in the breeze and chanted a silent curse under the orc's miserable and desperate roar.
He jumped up and passed by the orc like a light.
It was as gentle as the wind and as dazzling as fire.
The orc's head fell to the ground.
Fei'er held her sword and froze in place.
The orcs' miserable cries and crazy roars still echoed in the canyon.
Chu Xiaoye jumped down.
He ran in the flames, jumped in the corpses, and raised his claws that were flickering with golden light under the despair of the orcs.
In a flash, his head fell to the ground!