บท 162: Paper Crown and Iron Plate (3)

Erosion's expression remained calm, but this was only because it wasn't familiar with expressing its emotions through human means. It was fuming.

As a Demon General, it was actually imprisoned by such a weak human for a while?

In its senses, the blood-soaked girl in front of it had extremely weak vitality. It could inadvertently kill more than ten of her if it had snorted a little heavier.

However, she imprisoned it?

This was unbelievable like an elephant tripping over an ant.

"Tell me, how did you do it?"

As Erosion spoke, it took a step forward.

With just a step, the rock slab ground in front of the Rose Palace began to shatter and rot as if time had accelerated. The air was also filled with faint green clouds.