In the next second, Roy had no time to ponder whether Sebatide Hughes was foolish.
Because that mad destroyer started bombing. Here and there, all the nearby buildings suffered, the whole scene resembling the apocalypse.
Roy narrowly avoided being hit by a falling pillar.
She dodged left and right in disarray, coughing repeatedly amid the swirling smoke and dust. But Sebatide Hughes was addicted to bombing, stretching his huge bat wings, flying into the air, and continuing his speech with wild laughter.
"Tremble, cry out, utter a pitiful wail and then be crushed into smithereens by me!"
"Trash, all of it is trash!"
"Do you think escaping the Demon Realm and arriving here means you can survive?"
"I am the brutal Sebatide Hughes, lord of Eldon, daring to deny that I am the strongest in the Demon Realm, you must have prepared for sacrifice, right?"
Although he was talking tough, it didn't seem very intimidating.
