The porcupine scout that had charged forward froze in place, as if it had been struck by lightning.
As Fu Rui pulled out the bone spear, blood spurted out, and the body of the porcupine scout swayed twice before it fell to the ground.
"Clay is… dead?"
"H-how is that possible?"
"Why is this guy so fast? Dammit, I can't even see him attack."
"Everyone, be careful. This person doesn't seem to be simple. I can sense a dangerous aura from him."
The porcupine scouts were stunned by Fu Rui's ferocious moves.
After a simple conversation, the porcupine scouts did not rush forward recklessly. Instead, they quietly moved to surround Fu Rui and waited for their companions on the other side of the lake to come and support them.
Fu Rui frowned. He did not attack again after his first attack. Instead, he pulled Yuan and the others back slowly.
