"The strength of the Human Race, huh..."
Looking at the broken Array in the sky, the Dwarf Demon powerhouse's eyes carried a hint of regret.
However, feeling the powerful energy fluctuations from the human in front of him, he knew that in the imminent battle, he wouldn't be able to spare the mental focus to maintain the Array.
Only by defeating the Human Race before him could he smoothly extract the core essence of this world.
With this in mind, the Dwarf Demon powerhouse handed over the channel core, which served as the foundation of the Array, to his kin for safekeeping and stepped through the void toward Qin Chuan.
A Giant Axe, over two meters long, was slung behind his back, plowing a trail of illusory marks through the void and sparking countless sparks.
"Human Race, although your fate is doomed to defeat, your strength qualifies you to know my name."
"Roaring Pillar·Mirajel."
