Qin Chuan's long sword patted the shoulder of the Demon Lord in front of him and looked at the Demon Lord sprawled on the ground, "What should I call you?"
"Slayer Demon Lord·Lekosa." Lekosa gave his name with a heavy voice, "Human Race, your target is the inner hall, isn't it?"
"Now, you can go in."
"We won't stop you anymore."
"Lekosa, it seems you've made a mistake." Qin Chuan smiled, "You never had the ability to stop me."
"On the contrary, if I wished, all nine of you would have to die here."
"Of course, I also know that these are just your statues, replicas. Destroying them won't truly kill you." Qin Chuan's smile grew wider, "But there must be some side effects, or some negative impacts that you can't accept, right?"
"Otherwise, there would be no need for you to ask me to stay my hand at this moment."
Lekosa's mouth twitched, "Cunning Human Race."
"If you want me to stay my hand, it's not impossible," Qin Chuan spoke indifferently, "but you have to pay a price."
