You Clearly Have Such Good Talent, But You Choose to Depend on Your Flair

Windstorm Realm.

"Catch him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

"Damn it! How dare the Sky race!"

The Dark race's territory was in an uproar.

Just a moment ago, a handsome six-winged Sky race dimension lord descended from the sky and started a massacre.

By the time they reacted, blood was already flowing like a river, and there were heavy casualties.

In particular, the death of a high-grade High Dimension Lord was even more terrifying.

That Sky race member was extremely powerful!

Not only did he kill decisively, but he also escaped from the encirclement and disappeared without a trace.

...

"What a pity. If only I had more time." Sajee's eyes flashed with a hint of exhaustion.

After going through a fierce battle, he had forcefully killed many Dark race beings, including a high-level High Dimension Lord. It was a huge expenditure for him.

The Dark race's counterattack was more ferocious than expected.