Whoosh—The rapid whistling sound was extremely piercing.
The Jester King, flung away, quickly merged into the darkness, within the pitch-black Dark emitting a spine-chilling cackling laugh.
"If I didn't guess wrong, you're from the Martial Arts world, right? Oh, who would have thought the Martial Arts Radiant Angels had fallen so long ago, yet a strong one emerges, truly unbelievable."
"Hmph! I forgot to tell you, I am one of the Radiant Angels, the Dark Angel!"
Jia Zhenjing sneered into the endless void.
"You're one of the Radiant Angels? How is it possible!!! All the Radiant Angels perished entirely on the Greece Wilderness back then, could it be some survived? Are the two Angels imprisoned in that prison also survivors?"
The Jester King was stunned, unable to imagine that any Radiant Angel could be alive.
"If that's the case, then, is the strongest angel among the Radiant Angels, the Holy War Angel, still alive? Tell me, is he still alive!!!"
