The Right Bet

"Jing Qiu, run! Quick!" Xue Ying's sent his spear flying outwards while employing his luminous sun force to put pressure on the many-legged beast and bind its movements by using his Prison secret skill.

"You have to run! If we remain here, we will both perish sooner or later! It might not be too big a deal for our avatars to here, but is there any point to it either? I can stall the beast for a while longer with my domain skill and my specialty in close quarters combat, but you have practically no means of resisting it. Just flee from here, quickly! I'll try to think up a way to escape after you get away. Who knows, I might even survive this too."

"Mn."