No, no, no, no!!!
Fang Yu was roaring in his heart, shouting at the top of his lungs.
But the only sounds he could muster were strangled, gasping noises.
Watching the shadow within the Blood Mist grow and expand, Fang Yu was completely dumbfounded.
Everyone was bewildered.
Stunned.
What the hell was this all about?
He didn't want to cause more trouble and was thinking about sneaking away.
But then, out of nowhere, "Hei Ao" erupted and blocked his way, restraining him so he couldn't move.
He could deal with that.
He was ready to play dead, break free of the control, and make a run for it in his armored form.
But then one crisis led to another.
What the heck was going on with Tang Shan?
Had he lost his mind??
Other demon bigwigs kept a low profile, but here was a Blood Demon with six thousand in blood, a boss-level figure even among demons if this were within their ranks.
What on earth were you doing!
