C97

In the Demon Army ship, the Great Demon King, Humpf. Hisith, was drinking blood as he thought over and over again in his mind.

He had fallen into the Boorish Desolate with heavy injuries. If the humans had seen him, they would definitely kill him. However, if he had been lightly injured, perhaps he would have already appeared.

As he thought of this, he suddenly felt depressed