The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2332

With the Dragon God alone against any one of them, it would not have been too difficult to obliterate these people in black, but the problem was that there were too many of them.

Shen Yanxiao roughly calculated that there were at least five hundred people in black in the square, and the Dragon God was surrounded by nearly a hundred people in black. These people not only had the strong body of the dragons, but also had the undead’s great ability to recover. As long as they could not directly and easily kill the opponents, they would be given the time and opportunity to recover, and the battle would continue endlessly.

"These guys are so tough!" The Dragon God was almost speechless. The attack power of these black-clad people was nothing to him. What dismayed him was that these men were like undying cockroaches. After injuring the first batch, a new batch would rush up immediately, and by the time he was done dealing with the second batch, the first batch that had been wounded in the first place would come back as good as ever.

There was no end to it!!!

Right now, the Dragon God could be said to be the most powerful one amongst Shen Yanxiao’s forces, but even he was made angry by this endless battle of attrition, not to mention the others.

However, Shen Yanxiao was not too worried. Her main purpose was to take this opportunity to move more dwarves away from the square to ensure their safety. The Dragon God and the rest only needed to delay the attack of the people in black to give her this opportunity.

As Shen Yanxiao continued to move the dwarves to the safe area, a strong momentum came from behind her. The great pressure instantly nailed Shen Yanxiao’s whole person in place.

This aura...

It's Satan!

Like a ghostly figure, he quietly arrived at Shen Yanxiao’s back.

"Little fellow, we meet again." The deep voice that seemed to carry a demonic power sounded from behind Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao could not move in the slightest.

Suddenly, a black mist overflowed from Shen Yanxiao's chest and rushed directly behind her.

"War God, it really is your style to be so direct as soon as we meet each other." With a hint of a playful smile, Satan was forced away from Shen Yanxiao’s surroundings. His handsome and devilish face was carrying a nasty smile.

Shen Yanxiao felt a warm heat hanging over her, dispelling the pressure around her body, after which she was able to turn her head.

Xiu stood in front of her like an insurmountable mountain, blocking Satan's line of sight.

"Xiu." Shen Yanxiao breathed a sigh of relief. Satan's power was so terrible, and she also vaguely felt that Satan's strength today seemed to be greater than it was during the last beast tide. The pressure he just released alone had made it impossible for her to move.

"Don't be afraid, I’m here." Xiu looked down at Shen Yanxiao, and then a chill covered his eyes as he looked at Satan coldly.

"Tsk, tsk. War God, you've been protecting this little fellow over and over again; I'm afraid it's not just because she owns the body you reside in." Satan had no intention of leaving. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Xiu in a scrutinizing manner with his pair of evil eyes.

"It’s none of your business." Xiu coldly replied.

"It may have had nothing to do with me before, but now..." Satan's eyes narrowed slightly, then he continued, "I happened to learn from some people that this little fellow is the most suitable existence to be my new vessel."

New vessel!

Satan's words caused Shen Yanxiao’s heart to jump in fright. Vessel, could it be...

Shen Yanxiao could not help but recall the appearance of Satan during the beast tide — was he not occupying the body of someone else at that time?