Spirit Overlord (1)

The cross, or rather, the Archbishop of disaster, had instinctively retracted his tentacles.

It was the same logic as when someone touched a burning charcoal and hurriedly took back his words.

However, he didn't expect that when he retracted his hand, he actually brought up the hot red-hot charcoal.

And the other party even knew how to laugh and even took the opportunity to charge at his face.

"Huala ..."

The cross on the east side of the town reacted quickly and got rid of the tentacle.

This was the first time he had voluntarily abandoned a part of his body upon contact.

However, Lu Xin's body had already been pulled into the air, higher than the cross.

He then lowered his head and looked at the Cross's head. The Archbishop of disaster's eyes were filled with fear, and the corners of his mouth were pulled open.

The other arm was raised high, and the entire arm was covered in violently trembling black particles.