445 Smoke Screen

"Move away please!" Patroclus waded through the crowd of people in front of the training room, trying to get closer.

When he was close enough, Patroclus pressed one palm on the wall as the Deva Lance appeared out of nowhere. The lance sent a wave of energy against the wall, causing the latter to tremble.

Gathering more strength, Patroclus struck the wall again.

The gravity inside the chamber had risen to 20g. Wang Tong couldn't move even a finger, and he felt that even breathing had become an onerous chore.

Wang Tong had started the tactics to help sustain his life. However, the pain was unbearable. He felt as if his body were going to explode from the inside. The GN force was losing its effectiveness, and Wang Tong finally called upon his soul essence as a faint glow started to surround him, illuminating the entire chamber.

Outside the chamber, the energy at the tip of the Deva lance had made it scintillating.

Einherjar's Attack!

"KOM!"