Chapter 660 All Dark Races In Terror

Lucas' expression was as calm as still water as he glanced at the Dark Races before him faintly. "Is it that weird of me to ask all of you to come out and accept your deaths?" His comment made the Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Red Ox, who was the leader of the Dark Hole, exasperated. "Hey human, do you have any idea that you're about to die soon?!" The Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Red Ox was unable to comprehend Lucas’ actions. ‘How is this human still so calm even at this hour?' "Oh?" Lucas smiled. "Can weaklings like you guys kill me?" "What did you say?" The Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Red Ox glared at Lucas. The hundreds of Dark Races were disgruntled. Initially, they thought that Lucas was just a funny human. They had not expected the human before them to think so highly of himself. "Aren't you guys just a bunch of weaklings?" Lucas looked at the Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Red Ox and asked. "Undead Skeletal Swordsmen, kill them!" roared the Rank 1 Ancestor Ranked Red Ox. Subsequently, a Ran