"Be angry! Roar! Release!"
A sharp and piercing laughter echoed in the world once again shrouded in crimson. The Black Wizard spread his two strongest arms wide, holding a Law book in one hand and a wooden staff in the other, bowing his head, overlooking the humble beings below, laughing maniacally: "Blood shall illuminate all things of the world! In this world, I am the only God! Every drop of Magic Power you waste shall contribute to the true colors of the universe, making this world more solidly built..."
Dark red colors smeared across the sky, making the world seem like a gigantic, semi-transparent red jelly. Zheng Qing felt as if he were stuck in a huge swamp, every move he made was exceptionally laborious.
"So compared to Demons, I prefer Black Wizards."
