With the emergence of this thing, it dominated the scene, causing those who were scheming in their hearts to retreat.
The people of the Fourth Prince and Eighth Prince had just arrived when they heard about this, each one staring sullenly.
They thought they would easily get their hands on the white Spirit Stones, but who knew they would produce such a powerful weapon.
These people, during big battles, all hid in the back, they had never killed any Demonic Beasts.
The Demonic Beast heads in their hands were all picked up outside.
"Damn it, I don't believe this trick. Who has the guts to try? With this prince backing you, even if they find out, they won't dare do anything to you."
The Eighth Prince jeered.
A middle-aged man dressed in black, with a mustache and a demonic aura like a bat, clasped his hands and called out, "Your Highness, the Flying Bat is willing to lead the charge for you."
