“My friend, that fellow is too arrogant. He's merely a human cultivator, yet he dares to fight with the Demonic Cultivators on the Celestial Battlefield on Demonia Mountain. He deserves to die! We're on the Celestial Battlefield and rules no longer apply. Let's join forces and kill him, lest he compete for treasures with us,” declared Dimas, sparking excitement within the Demonic Cultivator.
He had been forced to surrender his belongings to save his life, and the prospect of assistance rejuvenated his confidence.
“All right. Let's team up and eliminate this human cultivator.”
The Demonic Cultivator nodded.
Dimas gazed at Jared gleefully. “Young man, you've been quite arrogant. I know you possess formidable strength, but facing the likes of us, you're doomed. I'll show you the consequences of opposing me.”
Jared stared at Dimas, his gaze carrying a hint of gravity. Winning against five Demonic Cultivators would be challenging, but it was also impossible to escape.
Having a few allies by Jared's side would increase the chances of victory, but that was not the case now.
Dimas noticed Jared's grim expression, and his smile grew wider. He relished the thrill of the hunt.
Jared was his prey with no conceivable means of escape.
As he now had the upper hand, he wasn't in a rush to kill him.
The Demon Flogger in Jared's hand vibrated, seemingly eager for action. It wanted to fight the Demonic Cultivators.
Jared clutched the Demon Flogger tightly, acknowledging the challenging odds he faced.
“Mr. Chance, you need not fear. Have you forgotten about your magical item?” Faiyar's voice echoed in Jared's mind.
“Magical item?” Jared paused, momentarily forgetting what valuable possession he still held.
“You still have the parasitic silkworms. These parasitic silkworms are lethal weapons,” Faiyar reminded him.
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