Touched

Shamuk turned around, staring intently into the darkness.

His perception told him it was the same person as before!

But the polluted black fog obscured his perception, and he couldn't see Fang Heng's figure clearly at all.

The opponent's methods were too bizarre. Under the shroud of the black fog, he couldn't figure out how to counterattack.

"Puh! Puh puh!!!"

He watched as his subordinates, assisting in controlling the magic array, each spat blood and were thrown backward, disappearing into the black fog. As their numbers dwindled, fear spread rapidly among the remaining guards.

Similarly, with fewer people left, the difficulty of controlling the magic array increased!

In just three short minutes, except for Shamuk, every Wood tribe guard assisting with the magic array spat blood and flew into the black fog, disappearing without a trace.

A cold sweat broke out on Shamuk's forehead.