Previous chapter:
Chapter 693: Cursed lands
Next chapter:
Chapter 695: I was just warming up
PREVIEW
... rest, its crimson fur threaded with glowing runic scars. Its eyes locked onto Damon with chilling clarity, lips pulling back to reveal elongated fangs.
"Blood sucker," it growled. "You reek of weakness. You should not have stepped in here. You do not belong in this battlefield."
So this one can even talk? Damon smiled thinly. "So maybe I will leave?"
The abomination grinned, revealing a cruel glint in his eyes. "Leave? What are you going to do when you leave? Your entire ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
































