1297 What Right Do You Have to Reprimand Someone From the Devil Armor Race?
“The Devil Armor Divine Scripture!” Crosa called out the name of the technique with an ugly expression.
For that devil king to be cultivating the Devil Armor Divine Scripture was a complete surprise!
It was an extremely profound scripture of the devil armor race. A regular member of their group would have no right to cultivate it.
This indicated that their enemy had an extraordinary status.
Did I misunderstand something? Wang Teng was stunned. His expression turned weird.
“Young brat, which clan are you from?” Crosa asked.
Who knows what clan I’m from. Indeed, he misunderstood. Wang Teng felt even stranger but acted calm on the surface. “I can’t tell you!”
Crosa turned green with anger.
This fellow is looking down on me!
This was tantamount to looking down on the noble Bruhl Family!
The Bruhls were an ancient vampire family of noble blood. Other vampires couldn’t compare.
What does he think he is!
His expression quickly switched to indifference. There was a strong malicious intent in his eyes as he stared at Wang Teng. He then sniggered in a low voice.
“Hahaha… So what if you cultivated the Devil Armor Divine Scripture? You’re just a devil king. Do you think you can fight against me?”
“Come and try.” Wang Teng looked at the dark apparition while revealing a hint of contempt in his voice.
Come on, get angry!
Roar!
As expected, Crosa became insanely furious. He roared and a frightening bloody aura exploded from his body.
“Die!”
Boom!
Crosa turned into a beam of blood-red light and dashed towards Wang Teng.
Wang Teng blinked. A corner of his lips formed a smile, and the constellation dark force in his body exploded. He dashed out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A fight ensued. The small space couldn’t withstand their attacks. The stone walls, although made by the Obelisk Scale Dragon Beast, weren’t that sturdy and shattered soon after.
Boom!
Wang Teng and Crosa crashed into each other after coming out of the debris. They flew above the mist and soared into the sky.
Many dark apparitions were attracted by the commotion. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
“What is happening?”
“They’re fighting!”
“They must be mad. How dare they fight here.”
“Are they looking for death?”
“The sirs won’t forgive them.”
…
A huge explosion erupted amongst the crowd below. Some were snorting, mocking, and some were frightened. All of them felt that the pair of creatures were crazy.
The Obelisk Scale Dragon Beast didn’t move, seemingly uncaring about the two little things scuffling closeby.
In its perspective, they were like two ants fighting.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions kept on resounding in the air. More and more apparitions were attracted. Even the high-tiered ones in the building were alerted and flew out to see.
A few powerful apparitions floated about. There were also vampires, devil moths, giant apparitions, devil armor races, and others.
Based on their auras, they were at least mid-tier devil emperors.
There were more than ten of them.
“Hey, Jefred, that’s one of your race,” said a big and muscular apparition, hovering with arms crossed. He was around five meters tall and looked as scary as a giant. He was talking to a devil armor dark apparition.
“Hahaha, that little guy is not bad.” The latter was also large, approximately four meters tall and covered with black armor. A red glow flashed in his eyes as he laughed heartily.
“He can fight with a low-tier devil emperor while still being a devil king. When did this talent appear in your race?” said another apparition. It was a black skeleton that spoke with a hoarse voice as he moved his jaws up and down. There was a blue ghostly flame burning in his empty eye sockets.
“That vampire is from the Bruhl Family, right? Why can’t he take down a devil king from the devil armor race? How embarrassing!” A devil moth flapped her wings and a colorful powder was scattered, producing a beautiful effect. The apparition looked exactly like a pretty lady of the human race, except for the tentacles on her head, which looked a little strange.
“Hmph!” A powerful vampire snorted, showing an ugly expression. He then raised his fair palm and pushed forward.
The other mid-tier devil emperors blinked, but none of them took action.
Wang Teng suddenly felt a strong gale made with force rushing over from behind. He wanted to resist, but he suddenly thought of something and chose not to. All he did was gather his dark force on his devil armor to make it tougher.
He executed the Devil Armor Divine Scripture once more; a glaring black light covering him. The energy had almost turned into matter.