In the sky above the wilderness, the raging flames instantly turned pale and turned into cold ice shards that fell down.
"Boss…"
This was Zhao Feng's last word before he lost consciousness.
"Little ant!"
The ambusher seemed to be playing around with his prey and wasn't in a hurry to kill Zhao Feng. He stood proudly in the air, black fog surging around him. Behind him stood countless extremely vicious and evil beast illusions of all shapes and sizes.
The power of all kinds of black divine runes gushed out from his body, and they constantly appeared and disappeared.
The Ehearch Armor on his body was constantly shattering and reforming. It didn't seem to have a fixed form.
"Kekeke! Finally, I have a new round of prey."
The attacker was wearing black armor that was gushing with black mist as its form changed at any time he wanted. The black mist around him was monstrous as he laughed evilly in the sky.
