Holding the Raging Sea Heavenly Nether Holy Sword in one hand, he placed the chillingly gleaming blade horizontally between the two of them.
"Speak, how do you two want to die?"
The Nether Earth Ghost King and Bright Candle Ghost King's expressions drastically changed.
Forcefully suppressing the fear in their hearts, they teleported backward, opening up a distance of about ten meters from Alex.
The Bright Candle Ghost King's small face was deathly pale, her big watery eyes full of panic and helplessness.
After adjusting for a long while, unable to make herself feign a calm appearance, she used a mental transmission technique to say. "Old Man Nether Earth, I feel a bit out of breath. Is this the feeling of despair?"
"Ah, this old man feels the same." The Nether Earth Ghost King nodded, saying bitterly.
"It seems this old man misjudged the situation. Resulting in the deaths of Heavenly Fiend and Thunder, dragging our Four Great Ghost Kings into perilous danger."
