With his current facial features, he truly resembled a ferocious demon, swinging his steel trident, probing into the ocean depths!
Bang!
A tremendous force hit the door, causing the door that was about to open to slowly close again.
However, at the next moment!
The remaining two paper people on Yan Wuxu instantly turned to ashes.
"Killed me two more times?"
Yan Wuxu let out a mournful wail, having only briefly repelled the supernatural attack at the cost of three lives.
What more would it take to suppress the strangeness of this place?
"At least it's a complete Deceit, or even... of a Cataclysmic Level... not to be fought with strength!"
Yan Wuxu immediately turned and ran!
After he fled like a dog that lost its home, the door opened once again, and an aged arm reached out from it... It was Aaron!
"Hmph! Since you plotted against me before, let's play the game fairly... I'll gladly take your three lives..."
