The Forest Boa King didn’t show initiative of attacking once again, waiting for an opportunity. The time they were fighting to their heart’s contents just before visibly eased down.
Powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy circulated in the air, and both knew their opponent was watching them, but no one dared move. At their level of strength, in case one gets seriously wounded, turning over the situation would be very difficult.
The Forest Boa King had already threatened his life before, and if not for how he deceived Andromalius, he would very possibly have been suppressed to death.
Andromalius’ brain was operating rapidly, and his senses spreading out. Pointing his snake spears to the ground, he didn’t dare relax.
However, he quickly found a chance.
Now that the Forest Boa King’s body disappeared in the swamps, that cave he was obstructing before appeared in his view.
