"Now you want to escape? It's too late!"
Bruce, trapped in the illusory time-space, saw the spaceship about to activate again. A cold, ruthless expression appeared on his face.
He swiftly charged towards Velen, gripping his double-headed axe tightly. The blade, covered in sharp bone spikes, slashed through the illusory time-space ahead, disrupting the void.
However, his strike didn't tear the time-space apart; there wasn't even a ripple in its wake.
Bruce furrowed his brow. The confinement ability of this illusory time-space was even more troublesome than he'd imagined!
"Damn Velen!"
Bruce glared at Velen's retreating figure, his face filled with icy killing intent.
Under Bruce's intense gaze, Velen remained unfazed and even provocatively flipped him the bird!
