Bael let out a thunderous roar that shook the battlefield, the sound rolling across the barren land like a storm breaking loose. Its hollow white eyes burned with sinister fury as they locked onto Zhao Li Xin, devoid of emotion yet filled with violent intent.
The air itself seemed to tremble under the weight of its rage, grains of sand lifting and swirling restlessly around its massive body.
Zhao Li Xin stood unmoved. A faint chuckle slipped from his lips, low and amused, as though he were watching an entertaining performance rather than facing a terrifying demon.
"How dare you glare at this lord, hmm?" Zhao Li Xin said lazily, tilting his head slightly. His dark eyes narrowed with dangerous amusement. "Come on… I'll let you entertain me."
