At the moment when Lu Yuan was locked in a grueling battle, Jin Bote, who had been hiding on the sidelines watching, was nearly faint with fear, his face full of terror.
What level of monsters are these two?!
One can teleport instantly, while the other moves at sub-light speed, leaving ghostly afterimages on his retinas.
Even more terrifying, the "White Eagle" kept dying of old age—only to resurrect again and again.
Meanwhile, the corpses on the ground sprouted gruesome Cannibal Flowers one after another.
The small giant, on the other hand, was visibly aging.
This situation is bad...
The alarms from the outside world had long gone silent. The army had fallen into a state of fear; even if they rushed in, they would just be courting death. Sensing the terrifying Field, they were unwilling to advance, and the odds of anyone entering were slim.
"Damn it, White Eagle is so powerful... the Red Giant is no match!!"
