บท 312: The Killing Intent Of A Nobody Towards A Giant That Could Hold The Sky

A 5-star soldier-level vampire dark apparition had died under Wang Teng's sword. It was unbelievable.

The vampire had complex emotions in the split second before it died.

If it woke up from its confusion, you could see many emotions on its face. Stunned, dumbfounded, disbelief…

It was difficult to imagine how so many expressions could appear on its face in an instant.

However, that wasn't important. The main thing was, it got killed by the proudest talent of their race, Bewitch.

How funny was that? How ironic was that?

Bang!

After this ridiculous thought flashed past its mind, the vampire lost its vitality and slammed on the ground heavily.

Spirit*30

Dark Force*65

Intermediate Stage Dark Talent*10

…

Wang Teng picked up all the attributes it dropped. He didn't give them a second glance, though, as he set his eyes on another dark apparition.