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"You demons, who have slaughtered our people and desecrated our gods, will suffer the cruelest punishment." The half-human, half-horse warrior Silverstar Triumvirate pointed his long spear toward Li Yao and his companions, anger in his voice.

Li Yao sneered: "Who the real demons are, is clear to see. Look at yourselves now, are you still the centaurs that inherited the bloodline of nature and the Mother Earth? You are nothing but mutated beasts."

The centaurs at this moment, were different from the ones they had once fought with.

Originally, their hooves had turned black, and black energy was emitted from their bodies. Now, their bodies were swollen, and their skin was covered in eerie, glowing runes.

Their eyes had turned pitch-black, and curved goat horns had sprouted from their heads. Needless to say, their attacks had also been transformed into dark power.

"Do not dare insult our great god of nightmares." Silverstar Triumvirate rebuked angrily.