A large number of various sea demons stood above the spatial rift, completely surrounding Chentang Pass.
The demons soaked in magma carried a natural aura of cruelty.
Now, with the sea demons besieging it, the entire Chentang Pass had become an isolated city.
At this moment, a handsome man with red hair hovered above the sky, quietly watching the city with an expression of indifference.
Medici touched his ring while somewhat helplessly complaining,
"Really, conscripting me again, why not call that woman."
Then, a snarky mouth appeared on his face, mocking him:
"Haha, unless you also receive the boss's gift of the Witch Path, maybe you can enjoy this privilege too."
A third mouth opened at this point:
"The suppressive power of this world still exists. Though we rely on the boss's power to move freely, our strength is somewhat restricted. This actually shows that the boss recognizes our strength…"
"You certainly know how to comfort people."
