บท 194: CHAPTER 153: GREAT WARRIOR

EUROPE

FRANCE

The sound of footsteps could be heard in these empty streets. The wind blows and a person cape flutter amidst the wind.

This person is walking among these empty streets accompanied with an entourage of great heroes and heroine.

Striding past their corpses, his black cape billows over the open eyes of the dead.

He had a dragon gait and firm tiger steps his deadly aura flowed out it made even the entourage behind him afraid to approach this person.

His handsome face is covered by his leather hood, his tall height makes him noticeable eve n from afar. Not to mention, there is this kind of primeval aura coming out of this person.

It was an oppressive zone all around this person with the black cape.

There was no other person that could emit such kind of pressure other than the Prince of Darkness, Azief.