After all, many are watching Hell, including the Ghost Tribe.
Creating a race is not such an easy task.
Ensuring the propagation of the race requires all basic needs.
Therefore, during this time, the Nether King and his Netherworld must remain fierce like mad dogs.
Whoever provokes them must face certain death.
Only in this way will ordinary people not dare to provoke the Nether Tribe, giving them enough opportunity and space to grow.
Otherwise, if they retreat, it will let others inch forward.
Just as when you confront a pack of wolves, if one wolf comes, you must kill one wolf.
If you fearfully step back half a step, the next moment the pack of wolves might attack together, tearing you to pieces.
So, Supreme Nine Suns is indeed unlucky.
A territorial dispute eventually turned into this desperate battle.
…
"Kill," roared the Nether King.
Like thunder exploding, in the next moment, a torrent of dark energy burst from his body.
