A brutal smile spread across Lachi's face. His left hand clung to the lock, while his right hand gripped a dagger with a sharp tooth over a foot long. With a ferocious stomp of his foot, he dashed towards Zhang Ziqiang who was flying towards him. Both of them toppled onto a sturdy tree branch.
Zhang Ziqiang's Vitality Points were less than a thousand. Lachi's attack caused his Vitality Points to plunge to under half instantly. Two critical hits popped above Zhang Ziqiang's head, making him feel the touch of death brushing his nose.
"Void!"
A faint yell rang out from the crowd. A mage clad in a grey robe waved his Magic Staff and Zhang Ziqiang's body was cloaked in a light grey haze, fading into a phantom-like presence.
Immune, immune, immune...
All of Lachi's attacks were nullified. Looking at Zhang Ziqiang, who now had less than one-tenth of his Vitality Points, a hint of regret flashed across Lachi's eyes.
