"I'm only demanding this directly from you because of the past research we have cooperated on. Since you refuse to provide it, I have to resort to some special methods, hehehe." Lu Bu chuckled ominously.
At this moment, his voice seems to have a life of its own, stretching to a far-off distance.
The sandy lands started to morph, sand snails, the kind that ordinarily avoid human contact, suddenly emerged from the ground in increasing numbers.
Lu Bu gave a low whistle. With a slight sweep of his right foot, an alchemy array the size of a washbasin appeared underneath him.
It was an alchemy array he had prepared well in advance.
Upon hearing the whistle, the sand snails become more and more savage, or more accurately, more and more distressed. They surfaced from the sand and ceaselessly writhed atop the surface instead of burrowing back underground.
