บท 585: Aesthetics of Violence (II)

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Primal Plane,Primevial Dimension.

Chen Haoren that was half kneeling on the fragments of a floating continent in the space outside the Nivarna Realm, kept panting.

Other then the green skinned figures observing him, it seemed that others had already noticed his presence.

The two green skinned figures had stopped moving for a while now, and the female without horns couldn't help but ask, "Brother! Why aren't we moving! It would be very easy for you to cut down that person right?"

"I think there is some trick! That person clearly was provoking us to make a move. There is not need to worry, let's wait. Someone else is coming, they should be able to test him for us!"

The single horned green figure couldn't be bothered to explain anything. He has a feeling talking to his sister was a waste of time. Indeed! Just as he expected, she asked a question again.