Green's momentum weakened, and he surprisingly fell out of combat mode. His pale face was covered with sweat beads, trembling incessantly.
This wasn't due to fear but the natural suppression that formed in the presence of the Elder of Shadows. Exaggeration aside, even if he did nothing, just standing there, the Elder of Shadows' influence on Green was enough to allow Roger to easily defeat him.
"You can actually control his body, who exactly are you?"
Just as Green attempted to raise his hand, a whooshing sound of breaking wind came, and an arm was raised high before falling to the sandy beach, the Sword of Destiny in its grip rolling away.
"Don't move."
Roger said coldly.
There was not a single drop of blood flowing from Green's wound. He squeezed out a smile on his face, "You've won, I have no leeway to resist anymore."
