Half an hour later.
The Skeleton Army suffered heavy casualties, more than half of the Skeleton Warriors became cannon fodder.
Faced with such high-intensity battles.
Norton was also exhausted, and his spirit was quite depleted.
However.
He kept his focus on the Frost Bone Dragon.
Because in his view.
Among all the demons present.
Only this Tier Six Frost Bone Dragon could pose a deadly threat to him!
"Skeleton Tyrant, I have no enmity with you, do you really intend to kill me?"
Norton looked at the figure standing on the Frost Bone Dragon, filled with reluctance and confusion.
He was peacefully residing in the Vulture Territory, why did calamity suddenly fall from the sky?
But in response to his questioning.
The Skeleton Tyrant's reply was.
Simple and direct.
One word.
Kill!
Seeing the stubbornness of the Skeleton Tyrant.
Norton was so enraged that he wished to rush over and slap it.
In his heart, he swore secretly.
Once he got through this life-and-death crisis.
