On the other side, seeing Greg Jensen emerge unscathed from the poison fog, Bowen Griffin was flabbergasted and stared blankly as he said, "How could you... be alright?"
Greg Jensen sneered, "It's quite simple, because I am an alchemist too!"
"You..."
Bowen Griffin was dumbfounded, and then his face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
After all the commotion, it turned out that the other party was an alchemist, and he had foolishly used elixir poison against him.
Wasn't this humiliating himself?
"Fine, an alchemist, huh? Then taste my..."
His face turned cold, ready to conjure a spell, determined to fight Greg Jensen to the death, but suddenly he saw a chilling flash of blade light already slashing towards him.
"Now it's my turn!"
Greg Jensen summoned all his mana and unleashed three strikes towards Bowen Griffin.
The three streaks of blade light, like tidal waves, sealed off all of Bowen Griffin's escape routes, and his complexion instantly turned pale.
