F*ck!
How stubborn was the Holy Court?!
Fang Heng couldn't help but curse in his heart when he saw the other party's persistence.
It can't be that he had played himself to death this time, right?
Gerald nodded to the holy cast knights behind him and patrolled the interior of the Land of Origin with Fang Heng on the team.
What should he do now?
Fang Heng's thoughts raced.
This was clearly a patrol squad, and they would not even get close to the central region of the Land of Origin.
He was under house arrest!
If he tried to escape by force...
Fang Heng quickly calculated the strength of the team.
The team had a total of seven people, and one of them was an elite leader.
Without the help of the fusion Tyrant form, the success rate of annihilating the entire team was not high.
Who cares! He had to give it a try!
Otherwise, didn't he have to stay here and waste his time with them?
