A century of old routine.

Doesn’t there be any other way for the alien gods?

For example, something more substantial.

"Mortals, surrender to me! I will give you wealth, strength, and eternal life."

Chen Zhao suddenly opened his eyes: "Get out!!"

Meanwhile, Nannier, who was in a corner of Los Angeles, suddenly opened her eyes.

"Wow..." Nannier suddenly burst out with blood.

"Boss...what's wrong with you?"

"Damn it, damn... There is a terrifying guy here..."

Nannier remembered this aura. When she escaped from the Demon Island, she remembered that the owner of this aura tearing her kind one by one.

She also escaped in the chaos.
Chapter completed!