"It seems you have accomplices." The middle-aged knight quickly realized why the knights on the first and second underground floors weren't coming to aid; clearly, someone was intercepting them.
"Even so, you still stand no chance."
"You can't be so sure. My companion is very strong; the knights upstairs are no match for her."
The middle-aged knight calmly said, "I have faith in my companions."
"Even if their opponent is a demon?" Yan Xiaobei smiled faintly.
The middle-aged knight was immediately faced with a dilemma. A demon, it must be a joke; every demon is a master at playing with souls, with infinite means. Eliminating a demon without several knights united together is simply impossible.
He reflexively wanted to support his companions, but his raised foot returned to its place.
He couldn't let the man before him escape.
