“Not bad. Once I absorb the power of all these people, I'll be able to slay the dragon. Hahaha!” With that one move, Elgado's confidence surged.
Emiliano and Avery were stunned for they never imagined black magic could be so powerful.
It was no wonder that so many people succumbed to its temptations and became Demonic Cultivators in the end.
As the black mist spread, the other martial artists cried out in agony, their energy drained until they became desiccated corpses.
Although Emiliano and Avery had agreed to the sacrifice, their hearts ached as they watched their subordinates die. These were the elites of their clans, now reduced to lifeless husks.
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