Chapter 367: Eight Strategies for Pacifying Demons (Part 1)_2

Ten-meter-tall giants with tattoos of ferocious beasts baring their fangs covered their mighty arms. Around their necks hung chilling necklaces of skulls, and their shoulders bore crescent shovels, gleaming with sharp edges and mottled with bloodstains. Imagine a less courageous person laying eyes on them—they might wet themselves on the spot.

Liu Zhenhan had made up his mind that as soon as he returned from Kalimantan City, he would immediately take these Buddha giants to stir up trouble with the fallen Elves and see how effective they were.

Liu Zhenhan was getting happier the more he thought about it and burst into hearty laughter.

"What are you laughing about, Richard?" His Majesty the King, with a beaming smile, came up from behind and clamped down on Liu Zhenhan's shoulder, exerting a slight force to prevent him from standing up.