chapter 288 The despair reflected by the fire

In the darkness, Mikhail Tarasov was gasping for breath, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, indicating that it was not easy for him to withstand the blow just now.
When the Five Emperors really faced each other, it was true that none of them was an ordinary person.
He moved slowly and his figure reappeared in the spotlights of the square.
"Although I, the Demon Emperor, have not specialized in physical training, the fact that you, a warrior with internal...