Little Little Little Little Little Fly

"Dear, it's time for your medicine!"
The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.
On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...
From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!

Hero? Are You Worthy?

The Long Spear slipped from his hand, like a meteor streaking across the sky.


The Long Spear, once thrown by Second Prince Edrich, returned at a speed faster than before.


Behind Edrich, the three high-level demons, one Level 80 and two Level 79, were all considerably strong, yet at this moment, they couldn't even catch a glimpse of the trail of the Long Spear in mid-air. Only Edrich, with the greatest strength, could see it, but still, the spear seemed to jump through space, elusive as ever.


Just this move alone was enough to convince Edrich that the man opposite him was far stronger than he had imagined.


He wanted to dodge but didn't want to lose face in front of Ireta.


Clenching his teeth, Edrich instead stepped boldly forward, his hand as large as a palm fan reaching out to grab the incoming Long Spear.


The moment Edrich's palm barely touched the Long Spear, a shockwave, extreme in its intensity, surged from the spear.


Chapter 222 The Taste of a Witch is Really Good (4)