“Just kidding, go to hell! Bastard!” Stepping back, Demmon retreated to the chair behind him and pulled the lever beneath it.
Suddenly, the ground shook, dust fell from the ceiling, and the whole place trembled violently.
Mo Li had to spend some effort just to keep his balance.
“To be able to push me this far, bastard, I’ll give you some credit!” Demmon’s usual mask of pretense shattered completely, his wrinkled old face twisted together in a hideous, terrifying grin.
“You want to know what I got from dealing with the cultists, right? Fine, I’ll tell you now!” As...
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