"Brooks, come out and face your death!"
With a rumbling sound like rolling thunder, the voice echoed throughout the entire tribe inhabited by the descendants of the Nameless Ancient Corpse. The people there were startled, and Brooks frowned deeply. A terrifying aura erupted from his body with a boom, and with a cold, knife-like gaze, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's the bloodline of those God Kings, Kuang Dao and the others."
"Damn it, how bold of these guys! They actually dare to come and run wild in our tribe. They're simply courting death."
Chapter 787