Demonic Religion Member

Hearing the title “Blood Sickle Slaughterer,” the expressions of the people from the Sky Rich Imperials went grey.

The bony man in front of the blood-winged bird held a blood-colored sickle and seemed to be the representative of the God of Death.

The strong surge of bloody aura turned in the clouds and made everybody’s heart jump.

“Do the Heavens want to kill me…? For me to meet this slaughterer…”

Third Highness’ body trembled with despair.

Under the controlled and bloodied methods of the Iron Dragon Alliance, the countries were angry but couldn’t do anything.

Amongst them, the Blood Sickle Slaughterer was an infamous executioner of the Iron Dragon Alliance and was famed for killing. The slightest resistance resulted in the slaughter of a city, family, or even Clan.

Only Zhao Feng’s expression didn’t change as he rubbed his left eye lazily.

“The God’s Spiritual Eye just had to change as soon as I returned here…”

The pain in Zhao Feng’s eye hurt more as time passed.