The woman's face began to turn pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her body fell forward uncontrollably.
Flynn quickly supported the woman and took out Bidens pilosa from his bag in a panic. After chewing it, he applied it to the woman's wound.
"Don't worry, you'll definitely be fine." Flynn held the woman in his arms like a princess. After looking around, he chose a direction and strode in.
Flynn didn't notice that the viper, who had bitten the woman, slowly climbed back to the tree like a clever child under the woman's gesture.
On the wide plain on the right side of the road.
Alvin gasped for air. Beside him lay four sacrifice soldiers who wore scary masks.
The rest of the dozen or so people were also exhausted.
In front of Alvin, there were more than thirty people surrounding him, all of them looking at Alvin with complacent expressions.
"It turns out that the legendary Reapers are just so-so."
"They're so weak that they claim to have climbed out of hell. In my opinion, they're just a bunch of weak chickens. Hahaha!"
"This Emperor of Hell is actually fishing for fame. From the looks of it, you were already crippled in the battle against the King Region, right? It's just that you hid it quite well."
When these people who surrounded Alvin spoke, they were all excited! To them, killing the Emperor of Hell was something that they had never dared to imagine before, but now it seemed that it was completely possible!
"Brothers, don't talk nonsense with him anymore. Kill him!"
"Kill!"
More than 30 masters from the underground world rushed toward Alvin in unison.
These dozen sacrifice soldiers who were brought by Alvin in a hurry were no match for these strong men from the underground world. They were all killed in a few encounters.
At first, these people from the underground world were afraid of the Reapers and did not dare to show their trump cards. But when they found that these Reapers were just a group of chickens, they became ruthless in their moves.
In less than ten seconds, all the men around Alvin were killed, leaving Alvin trapped.
Looking at what was happening in front of him, Alvin was somewhat unable to accept that his soldiers, who he had spent a lot of money to train, were so easily killed by others!
"Haha, from the looks of it, you need help." A burst of soft laughter rang out in the thick fog, and the figure of Sloane appeared from within it. "I have to say, you're the Emperor of Hell. You really don't know anything. These people who came to kill you once swore loyalty to Radiant Island, but now they attacked you. If there wasn't someone to arrange this attack, do you think they would have the guts to test the Emperor of Hell's strength?"
"What do you mean?" Alvin gasped.
"It's very simple." Sloane looked relaxed. "On Radiant Island, some people don't want you to sit in this position and want to kill you. Haha, if it weren't for someone behind you, these people, when seeing the Emperor of Hell, would kneel down immediately and greet you. Who would dare to kill you? You are just a puppet supported by the old king. Not only does the old king regard you as a dog, but even the other kings of Radiant Island also regard you as a dog!"
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