Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

hin the room was forcefully drawn in and clung to the giant ice sword, refusing to dissipate. 。But the previous Spirit Master had already been gone without a trace, leaving only a large hole on the gr..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon. We are here specifically to assess your law enforcers' response capabilities. 。You are truly disappointing. 。Because we are young, children, you ignored the possibility that we might be aggressive....