No One Is Willing to Be a Slave (1)

Blood flowed from the corner of the Angel Deity's mouth. It was stunned and did not expect Song Shi to be so powerful.

"I can be considered a god of death."

Song Shi muttered. With a shake of his fist, the Angel Deity shattered into pieces. Its Divine Core was shattered by Song Shi and it died on the spot.

He felt all of this and was shocked.

It was too real. Even now, he felt like he was really fighting and it didn't feel like an illusion.

Crack!

A silver light flashed.

"Hmph!"

Du Ming'e was struck by a bolt of lightning that appeared out of thin air and was almost knocked off the stone tablet, landing on an even more chaotic battlefield below.

Fortunately, Zhao Kaizeng calculated with his abacus and sent out several calculation beads that smashed into the lightning to stop the latter from continuing to attack, preventing Du Ming'e from falling off the stone tablet.

"What the hell are you? Eat my claw!"