With the death of the Conqueror, Sergey, the fleshy vine entwined around Tang Zheng's body also lost its vitality and restraint, becoming lax.
Thump, Tang Zheng collapsed to the ground, holding his throat and coughing twice before taking big gasps of air. His neck was all bruised red. If it wasn't for the protection of the firefly and Bai Guo's life-saving shot, Tang Zheng's throat bone would have been strangled into shards.
The time limit for gravity suppression was up, and because of the overuse of seed ability, Tang Zheng's limbs instantly felt tired. His muscles were so sore and weak that they could no longer support his body, and he abruptly fell to the ground.
"Brother Tang." Bai Guo stumbled over, in the less than two-minute combat just now, her only contribution had been a single shot, otherwise, she hadn't been any significant help.
