Chapter 432 Humanist Brotherhood

Four mutant champions; two dead and two maimed.

For all Wu Kejin's confidence and cool, Chu Xun had shredded his plan in its infantile stage.

The ashen-pale face of the Ninth Presbyter of the Winged race illustrated his devastating despair at once again being at the Devil's mercy.

The Winged race had been so glorious when it first emerged.

But since the Devil's advent into the fold, the Wingeds had suffered nothing but a string of unfortunate events: he took their Reality Painting and the Suan Ni True Blood, their Legion was utterly decimated with only a paltry few of their number barely surviving, and now, he was once again soundly defeated with his Fan of Cosmos now seized by him, and he would never escape unscathed this time, by the looks of it.

"We Peacocks have no quarrel with you, Devil! You cannot kill me!" cried Kong Tengfei, who could not come to terms with his own imminent death. He had been magnificent since