Chapter 442: The Bloody Counterattack Plan {Part 2}_3

Several gargoyles with some residual strength switched to petrification mode, healing themselves. An Obsidian Flyer, severely burned by the bright light of the Mirror Cannon and nearly entirely turned into carbon, was still not dead. It was hard not to admire the robust vitality of the Demon Clan.

"You are a Winged Knight, so you must be some kind of leader, right? What's your name?" Old Liu grinned as he scrutinized the shabby-looking Demon Clan dual-winged knight, with a beard and hair as fluffy as egg fluffs.

This Winged Knight's eyeballs bulged bigger than walnuts, fiercely rolling his eyes and giving Old Liu an untamed and contemptuous look, his pupils twinkling with flecks of silver light.

"Gulp," a dull thud. The little parrot fiercely smacked the back of the idiot's head with its wings, causing his head to jerk forward, almost making him stumble and fall on his face.