The decapitated ancient demon immediately dropped the four pieces of demonic equipment it was holding, swayed a few times, and then collapsed.
At this moment, a faint gray light flickered above, and a peculiar apparition twisted into view, revealing a slender woman in a black robe.
The woman wore a wolf-head mask and black gloves on her hands, covering every inch of skin.
"Liao Ying, thank you for this time.!"
Upon seeing the masked woman, Silvermoon visibly relaxed, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes. "It's nothing. As the shadow guardian of the young miss, the master's safety is naturally my responsibility too. But just to be safe, it would be best if the young miss and I take care of the demon clan below together." Liao Ying replied with a light smile.
"Alright, if Liao Ying joins the fight, then none of these remaining demon clan members will escape." Silvermoon agreed without hesitation, delighted.
