The Ghost Tribe mighty figure felt like fate had played a massive prank on it.
It had firmly held the upper hand just a few moments ago, but why did it suddenly have to fight for its survival?
It was unwilling to accept this! It was so close to killing this snow maiden…
A soul at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage would be extremely delicious, how could it pass up this opportunity…
The Ghost Tribe mighty figure turned to the middle-aged man. Even though his spell techniques were quite peculiar and had taken it off guard, it was lacking in offensive power. From his aura, it could tell that his energy seemed to be in an unstable state and he didn't seem all that powerful… To put it in simpler terms, it could win this!
"Alright, since you're so keen on falling into an early grave, then I'll do the divine bat a favor and wipe you from this world!"
