Tactics
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
While the two of them were retrieving the arrows, Fang Heng rubbed his chin and lowered his head to think.
It was not difficult to deal with a single elementary soul.
The problem was the number.
He had to think of a way to collect 1,000 souls before he could completely remove the seal.
It was a little too much.
He was not the kind of fighter who could work 24 hours a day.
Perhaps there was a way to absorb more elementary soul forms in one go?
Li Shaoqiang picked up the arrows and came back. When he saw Fang Heng in deep thought, he thought that he had exhausted too much energy.
"Fang Heng, it's okay, right? After all, it was an elementary soul form. The difficulty of sealing the soul had increased a lot. It was very difficult. This was a normal phenomenon. We can rest for a while more... if you really can't hold on any longer, we'll stop here this time and come again next time."
"End? We are only at what stage?"