"Hehehe... Finally, I've been waiting for you bunch of rabble. I've been playing this act in this godforsaken place for three whole days, and now I've finally caught you..."
Crack, crack, crack...
The brown-haired youth's joints all over his body suddenly burst into a series of crackling sounds like firecrackers, his physical body rapidly expanding, directly bursting through the tight combat suit he was wearing. Strips of torn fabric hung over Shoulders.
Under the sparse sunlight, one could clearly see a physique as robust as a bodybuilder's. His pectoral muscles puffed up, like Armor!
And the black silhouette's punch landed on the Armor, causing no pain or itchiness whatsoever.
On the skin surface of the muscular physique, a blurry black Tattoo pattern flickered in and out of sight. Under the dim lighting, it looked like Evil Spirits.
"You! You are from the Magical Golem Sect! Damn, it's a trap!!!"
The Silhouette suddenly retreated explosively, shouting a loud warning.
