The sound of banging was incessant. Thousands of bats, as if crushed by an invisible giant hand, exploded completely, turning into clouds of blood mist.
In the eerie ancient castle, the scent of blood became even more intense.
Xu Fan smiled at the viscount sitting on a stone chair with a look of shock, "Viscount, your way of entertaining guests is enthusiastic enough, but still not thorough enough!"
Like a simple child, Xu Fan's smile was particularly bright, "I haven't even exerted force, and you all fell already."
On the stone chair, the viscount dressed in black wore a gloomy expression.
The loss of a few bats was something he could bear! However, what he didn't expect was that Xu Fan's strength was so formidable, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, making him suffer such a great loss!
His face felt as if someone slapped it hard, burning with pain!
