บท 668: Palace-attired Elves and High Elven Priest, No. 17

Unbeknownst to Ji Chen, who had already attracted attention, as he surveyed the battlefield, he suddenly noticed a dozen or so bizarre flying creatures with protruding growths on their heads hovering not far away. They leisurely drifted around the edge of the battlefield, in stark contrast to the other frenzied attacking flying creatures.

Without thinking, Ji Chen waved his right hand, and dozens of water arrows shot out from behind him, swiftly piercing through the battlefield, accurately killing them all.

Far away at the transit station, the demon commanders and lords were laughing heartily. When they saw a flash of azure light on the projection screen, followed by a sudden blackout, their faces immediately turned dark.

"Damn human lord, he actually dared to kill their scouting beasts that were peeking at the battlefield. He's really asking for it!

Let's see how he'll endure the pain of the transformation when we catch him later!"