"What a boring joke!"
Aros stood at the rear, looking at the bomb traps laid by humans, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"If this is all they're capable of, this world won't last ten sunrises and sunsets before my Demon Army!"
"HEH."
Hearing Aros's words, the Black Robe Demon Fiend standing next to him scoffed and lightly pointed at the Exchange Stone Pillar not far away.
"See that thing? Forget about ten sunrises and sunsets; with this thing here, prepare for a long battle."
Aros glumly glanced at the Exchange Stone Pillar, then looked back at the Black Robe Demon Fiend, his lips twitching uncontrollably.
The Ancient Demon had obviously seen the Exchange Stone Pillar long ago. His previous words were just an attempt to act tough. He hadn't expected the Black Robe Demon Fiend beside him to expose him so ruthlessly!
"It's the damned Dominator again! What an old rival!"
