Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

scales, suddenly enlarged, transforming into a golden dragon claw. It shot out and grasped... 。 。But it could only disperse from the gaps in the Golden Dragon's claws, all of its lightning power bl..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonovered in a layer of shimmering gold. Each blade of blue-silver grass slowly rose and coiled, forming a golden serpent array. 。A formation of snakes, with the head formed from a glint of gold. 。"Soul...