F*ck!

When he saw Oliver turn to leave, the sight filled Grunt with rage. The anger in his heart climbed by the second.

'So, that legless b*stard is not going to help me?'

If he did not join the fiend race, it meant that he would not have anyone supporting him. Eventually, the Nine Heaven Emperor would catch up to him.

No, he could not go down like that.

Grunt's face ashen. With a jerk, he stood upright.

The next second, a ripple of energy exploded from Grunt's body like lightning, zig-zag