"Your words mean nothing to me anymore."
Lin Dong's voice echoed in the night color, deep and firm, every word seemed to be squeezed through his teeth with difficulty, filled with killing intent, resolution, and coldness.
His eyes were like an abyss, deep and unfathomable, making one feel a chill at first glance.
"The mistake made by Jile War God requires each of you to pay the price. Today is your doomsday."
Lin Dong's words held no emotional fluctuation, as if he were merely stating a predetermined fact.
"Jile War God? What did he do?" Among the three, the War God from Yujia Country finally couldn't restrain his curiosity and fear, urgently asking.
His voice trembled slightly, clearly shocked and confused by the news of Jile War God's death.
However, Lin Dong did not answer his question, simply judging coldly: "If you want to know what he did, go directly to hell and ask him."
Lin Dong's words were like cold ice, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a few degrees.
