"How is this possible?" Lear was stunned, his face full of shock. He had spent a lot of effort to get this demonic crystal.
It was a pity that he had no time to remain rational in such a situation... because his soul had been destroyed.
Lear roared. "No, I'm not willing to give up! My demonic crystal... My Beastkin race's secret technique..."
Then, the Flame Owl and Black Sun attacked Lear again. When the two struck, a majestic force spread out from the impact.
"Ptooie!" Under such power, blood spurted out of the Beastkin's mouth, and his body was sent a few hundred meters away. A crash was heard as Lear fell onto the rocks in the valley.
At this moment, Lear's clothes were completely torn, revealing his bloodstained skin.
"Hahaha, Shen Fei... How can you make a fool out of me again and again?"
