"Hahaha… Varikh, I won. Your lovely boy is done for… hahaha…"
Guardian of Undead Race laughed heartily.
Currently, on the screen, Evan was experienced something awakening. The fuzzy image of the blue wolf appeared right behind Evan. By just looking at the current situation, Randy was done for, at least Guardian of Undead Race thought so.
"Hehe, look at your boy. It's just a projection of Divine Wolf and he already scared on the spot like that. Hahaha, look like I will have a new mount…"
Guardian of Undead Race was so happy. He wanted to take the Evil Dragon's carcass from Hermit Varikh and revived it as an Undead to get a new mount, A Dragon as a mount.
Hermit Varikh kept silence. He did not give any response, but just staring at the screen.
Sure enough, just like Guardian of Undead Race said. If Randy had no more tricks than Evan was going to win the fight. The next was a one-sided battle.
