"A bunch of cowards, what are you afraid of?!"
Seeing the cowardly behavior of these races, Wang Po Quan Zun was somewhat flustered.
The reason he coerced and lured these races here was that he thought they might be unable to defeat Chen Lan.
But now, these races were scared. If they all ran away, wouldn't the Evil Race be the only ones facing Chen Lan?
If anyone must die, let these races die first. They are of no use anyway.
"Damn your Evil Race! You can't win, so you call us here to die for you. If you could handle it yourselves, why call us?" At this moment, a member of the Giant Demon Race couldn't stand it any longer and turned back to curse.
"How dare you!" Wang Po Quan Zun coldly shouted, smashing that Giant Demon Race member with a single punch, and then glanced around coldly saying, "I called you here, so your lives are already mine. You must obey my orders."
