Turning The Tide

On the altar, the thick smell of blood and the bone-chilling killing intent had reached its peak.

The thin man only felt drops of sweat dripping down, and his heart thumped. In the next moment, his heart seemed like it was about to jump out of his throat, and he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

The two monsters in front of him were emitting an aura that was becoming more and more violent. They were like the descendants of ancient fierce beasts, thirsting for the primitive desire to be violent and kill.

Lin Bai could not help but feel solemn. This green-armored monster seemed to be stepping on thousands of living beings and wading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

No, this was not as if... He had actually killed thousands of living beings!

Otherwise, no matter how heaven-defying the monster was, it would not have such pure and dense killing intent.