The heat wave of the purple fire explosion had not yet dissipated. I wiped the sweat dripping from my chin and squatted on the city wall to eat an apple. The two tribes of lich and demon were pushing the Demon King of the Abyss to the ground and beating them, while the saints were huddled in the corner and couldn't even get a shot. The blue light of Iron Man's armor flashed randomly, and the Hulk used the devil's arm as a stick to swing. Zhen Yuanzi squinted for a long time and said that the tin can was neat. When the three-clawed white dragon was strangled by the neck and dying, I drew my sword and slashed the demon's head away. Something was turning over deep in the crack in the distance. It's time to get in the game.
