Bab 1417: The Best Demon Body (2)

The man's eyes were filled with pain and torment.

He buried his head in his chest and pressed the war spear against his chin, causing his bones to ache.

"I don't want to become a demon…"

"I don't want to become a demon!"

However, the more he didn't want to become a demon, the larger the pair of wings on his back became. The wings became longer and longer, and in the end, they actually wrapped around the man.

The man was surrounded by wings and was trembling.

Suddenly, the man made a decision. He gritted his teeth and raised the battle spear in his hand. Then, the battle spear turned into a sharp and slender scythe. The man held the scythe as he slashed at the roots of the wings on his back without hesitation.

Pfft!