In the distance, two Demons were engaged in an intense battle.
In the thick black mist, the winged Demon stirred its fleshy wings, creating a foul whirlwind, and thrust the White Bone Spear into the void. Thousands of bone edges flashed with a cold light like the scythe of Death, roaring toward the Bone Flood Dragon. Meanwhile, the Bone Flood Dragon wreaked havoc in the swamp, its body entwined with a ghostly blue frost aura. Its bone tail swung violently, and the ice layers surged like waves toward those white bone edges, the collisions exploding in fragments.
