"Nate, thank you very much for your help," Motte just had a close brush with death and was still a little exhausted. He nodded to Fang Heng and thanked him.
If Fang Heng hadn't made a move, he would definitely have died.
Fang Heng waved his hand, "We are of the same race, after all. There's no need to be so polite."
Maica looked into the depths of the Land of Origin and was a little worried, "Nate, I can feel the aura of many Holy Court teams inside the Land of Origin. I wonder how Mr. Jian is doing. Should we rush in?"
The vampires were a little uncertain.
If it wasn't for Fang Heng, they might not have been able to take down the Holy Court team that they had just encountered.
At the moment, if they continued to explore the Land of Origin, they might encounter even more and stronger teams from the Holy Court.
At that time, would they still be able to defeat them?
