"Wh... What a huge claw!"
Looking at the Red Scale Giant Claw as large as a water tank, Chen Nuo on the city tower felt a chill run down his spine.
Even though the seams of the claw flashed with scorching fire, he sensed a monstrous killing intent and an unseen oppression...
It was the disdain of a superior race towards weak ants. In front of Red Scale, he and the guards felt like insignificant insects, unable to even glimpse its entirety no matter how hard they struggled.
"This isn't a prosthetic weapon, it feels more like some kind of Apprentice Death God's ability!"
A well-informed soldier couldn't help but exclaim, "That girl is an Apprentice Death God!"
Although the Death God's power is suppressed on the Floating Island, they remain among the strongest individuals.
Faced with the Death God's oppression, mortals can never stay calm.
"Death God... so what?"
