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Angelo stood in the valley, watching the poison dragons circling above him. These filthy, foul-smelling creatures were baring their fangs, patrolling in the air. They'd give fatal blows to any being that tried to get close to the center.
Pulling the brim of his hat down, Angelo once again hid his face and horns underneath his robe. He flipped his hand over and shot out a ball of black Devil Qi. The Devil Qi tumbled in midair, forming the shape of curved jade.
The curved jade floated in front of him, giving off a faint purple light that illuminated an area of about a meter around him.
Only now did Angelo walk slowly toward the center of the valley.
From a distance, he could still hear the deep roars of creatures in battle and the wild laughter of other devils.