At the same time, the other party possessed the strength to instantly raise his ability undulations.
When he recalled the state of the patterns he’d activated when he fought the white giant wolf, Zhang Dao Ling seemed to have realized something.
Perhaps the strength the other party displayed wasn’t what he’d seen on the surface.
On the other side, swordsman lowered his head dejectedly and repeated a sentence softly.
“No wonder... no wonder... No wonder...”
He seemed to have fallen into a state of madness.
Leng Zhen who was sitting beside him was fiddling with the ring-head saber in his hand. He did not notice this situation at all, or perhaps, he did not want to pay attention to this matter at all.
It was not until Lieutenant Lin, who was an ordinary person, looked at the other party’s face that he noticed the strangeness of swordsman.
“Sir, are you alright?”
After being awakened by Lieutenant Lin, swordsman also broke away from his mumbling state and said with a pale face.
