Behind the door, an evil-eyed ghost looked at the owner of the Thunder Hand as if mocking, and then floated out at will.
The voice fell.
The evil eye's narrow purple pupils looked at the two Tyrians who suddenly froze, as if gods were looking down at ants, showing endless contempt.
"Insects, do you still remember me?"
"I am the Eye of the Evil God, Alyudak. Those of you in this era may not remember me."
Trembling all over.
If there was hope before and Thor still had the fighting spirit to fight, now he seemed to be in despair and froze in place.
There is no other reason.
The monsters that appeared behind the door were over a hundred fourth-level monsters and ten fourth-level intermediate ones.
They are tricking them into coming here.
The ceremony is fake.
Chapter completed!