The smoke gradually dissipated, and the mysterious figure slowly became clear. It was a tall humanoid creature, its entire body encased in black metal armor etched with complex and evil runes. The runes gleamed with a dark red light, as if blood were flowing within them. Its helmet completely concealed its face, leaving only two eerie green points of light burning in the darkness like will-o'the-wisps.
"You ants dare to resist," the mysterious figure uttered in a low, hoarse voice, as if it came from the nethermost depths of hell. Every word carried an endless chill, making the surrounding air seem to freeze over.
Xu Tiancai and the others stared vigilantly at the enemy. They could sense the terrifying power emanating from the other party—an oppressive feeling far surpassing any enemy they had encountered before. A'gang gripped his giant axe tightly, the muscles on his arms bulging, his eyes filled with determination and fearlessness. "No matter what you are, we won't easily fall today."
Chapter 125