Greg Jensen moved!
He did not charge toward Luis Cotes, nor did he turn to flee, but instead forcibly shifted his body several meters sideways.
As it turned out, this decision was the right one!
For just as he made his move, Luis Cotes's longsword finally thrust forward.
The long-accumulated momentum erupted with a bang!
The intense aura of death instantly permeated the entire forested mountain.
Greg felt as though he had entered another space.
The world around him was pitch dark, devoid of light, wind, and everything else.
Even the slightest sound was absent.
It was like being in the void, surrounded by silence in all directions!
In his eyes, there was only that sword!
That slow yet determined sword!
No matter how he tried to escape, the sword always followed him like a shadow, slowly and hauntingly stabbing towards him.
Greg was terrified and immediately activated the Divine Dragon Nine Transformations, circulating the blood in his body endlessly.
