The moment his words fell, the Destiny Roulette appeared, all six slots blazing with intense heat.
The Night Evil Sword emerged and began to reap the lives of F-level angels and below. At the same time, Lu Zixun also had the Gun of Termination in his hand.
With just the five C-level angels in front of him, he could fully charge the Destiny Roulette. This was the reason for Lu Zixun's confidence.
Gabriel looked at the black revolver in Lu Zixun's hand, his pupils shrinking with surprise and fear flooding his eyes.
Why could Lu Zixun, a mere C-level Spiritual Ability User, wield such magic?
Looking up at the Destiny Roulette in the sky, Gabriel took a deep breath.
Ignoring the screams of his clan members by his side, he managed a forced smile, "Demon King, I think this is all a misunderstanding. My unfilial son offended you, and it's only right for you to have killed him."
"Indeed."
Lu Zixun nodded slightly and smiled, "I also think so."
