The Ghostly Crow Realm Master's face shuddered, his expression twisting with rage and despair. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, but no matter how much he wished to resist, the oppressive force before him crushed all notions of defiance.
If he couldn't win against the sixth wife, how could he possibly shake off the Divine Emperor of Death whose attack range was probably greater and capable of taking out Venerable Knights?
His base prowess dropped by three levels since he was no longer in the Ghostly Crow Lower Realm. He also didn't possess enough to energy to counterattack since he was drained.
Moreover, he couldn't sense his connection to his three Legacy Artifacts. Presumably, their connection with him were all broken, leaving him all alone here.
Even if he managed to escape, would his family be safe?
Davis merely tilted his head, "I'm waiting."
He didn't smirk nor look amused.
