Coldblade’s body suddenly twitched once. Then, the nailed devil slowly rose to his feet and pulled out the Dragonbone Spear. Blood poured out of his wound non-stop, but Coldblade simply glared at Xinran with an extraordinarily murderous and brutal expression before shouting, “Wind Singer, you will pay the price of your betrayal! The rest of the Purgatory Sovereigns will never let you claim the entire plane of the living to yourself!”

Coldblade then barked out a sinister laugh before swinging his Coldblade Sword. He shouted, “Spirits of Purgatory, destroy all those who stand in our way!”

……

Swhoosh swhoosh swhoosh…

Gigantic monsters suddenly teleported in from the spatial bridge. Worse, they were flying-type monsters. A closer look revealed to me that they were two-headed skeletal dragons with some sort of dark energy enveloping their bodies. Although they were much smaller than a giant dragon, their flight speed was amazing, and they shot dragon breath at their targets at short range.

They were Level 155 shadow-rank mobs just like the Coldblade Death Knights, except their attack power was way stronger. These creatures might be one of the lousiest types of dragons there were, but that didn’t change the fact that they were still dragons. The swarm of black...