Chapter 46 Venom Flying Dragons

Faint wails could be heard, which were the unwilling wails of the dead. Hearing the wails of these ghosts, one would feel a kind of fear in their hearts, which was in accordance with their killing auras.

It added endless fear to people. That kind of strong pressure was unimaginable, and the king beside them was even more powerful. He quietly listened to the roars of war, killing, and the screams of fear coming from ahead.

The golden figure sitting on the throne only smiled indifferently as he watched these lives pass in front of him as if there was no emotion.

His original ugly face became uglier with this ferocious smile, but there was a very noble dignity in him. He seemed to be a king or a nobility. His identity was absolutely unusual.

He stood up and looked at the scene of the fierce battle in front of him. A sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Mere ghosts want to fight against me. If I can take that woman, my dad will reward me well and look at me with new eyes!"