Wang Dadong was already unconscious, and the Combat God was at the end of their strength, while the others were not enough to fill the gaps in Samael's teeth.
The outcome, it seemed, was already determined.
Samael walked step by step toward the fallen Wang Dadong, a fierce killing intent on his face.
How many years has it been.
He almost couldn't remember how many years he had been sealed.
Every time, just when they were about to succeed, they would be stopped by the Legendary Warrior.
He remembered that before he was sealed, the world wasn't like this, and now, the world had undergone earth-shattering changes.
It had changed so much that he no longer recognized this world.
This time, no one could stop him.
As long as he killed Wang Dadong, everything would be over.
Samael raised both hands high, and a terrifying aura condensed above his head.
In the blink of an eye, a Flame Sphere with a diameter of fifty meters formed above him.
