Maxwell was thus dead.
Even though he managed high-level transformations, his underestimation of Wang Chao sealed his fate.
Wang Chao was also quite cunning, seizing the chance when his opponent would let his guard down and look down upon him.
"Alright, it has come to this, we have no way out."
Wang Chao turned back and spoke slowly to Wu Yueyue, who was now curled up in a corner, too frightened to move at all.
"They, they're not dead yet."
She stretched out her finger, pointing to the four Hidden Gods standing blankly behind them.
"Rest assured, with Maxwell dead, without his orders they are nothing but dolls whose strings have been cut. Right now, the most important thing is to find a less dangerous place for you two!"
Wang Chao said calmly, while sinking into deep thought.
Had it not been for Maxwell showing his killing intent just now, he wouldn't have easily made a move to eliminate him.
