บท 334: 334:Raiding The Base

Gritting his teeth, a grimace appeared on his face. In mid-air, Demorgan mustered all his remaining strength and performed a backflip.

Getting into a straight position, he extended out his uninjured left hand and unleashed his aura.

This was it. He didn't want to do this but he had no choice left. He was going to kill this guy no matter what!

Whips of darkish flames ignited around Demorgan's stretched hand and suddenly a crimson-red sword appeared in his grip.

He gracefully landed on the ground as the whips of dark flames around his arm started to stir up and churn.

The once blackish flames around his arm and sword turned purple then changed to dark miasma before finally turning into the thick layer of sooty smoke.

Finally, the white flames began to crackle and turned into sparks of electricity.

"You're dead," Demorgan growled at the cloaked man and gripped his sword harder.