Chapter 1007 A Heretic God!

• Seeing Tyrone’s miserable state, Ordor felt the urge to back off. Their own strength wasn’t on par with Damon King’s, and the creatures they summoned were no match for his. They were being steamrolled. There was no way they could take the artifact from Mr. King.
• “Move!” Ordor snarled inwardly, quickly forming a seal to make the spider pin down the golden tiger, then flashed to Tyrone’s side.
• Though most of Damon’s focus was on the golden tiger, he was already keeping tabs on the two high-ranking members of the Blood Witch tribe.