The Master Of The World... Reserve!
Redakteur: Henyee Translations
The darkness shattered and the space collapsed. Everything returned to normal.
Sunlight from outside shone in, illuminating the two figures standing in front. One was straight and tall while the other was stumbling.
Frose's eyes became wide as saucers in surprise. He released a helpless sigh in his heart.
The result was obvious. Margus had lost.
As the high priest, he had some understanding of Margus's skills. Currently, it seemed as if his methods had been entirely destroyed.
Frose held his breath uncontrollably.
Margus stabilized himself. He seemed to be in a miserable state as blood dripped down the edge of his lips. He had suffered a heavy injury.
"You destroyed my death space!" he said in a serious and astounded tone.
Frose was flabbergasted. Wang Teng destroyed the legacy of the Cancer Palace, the death space?
That was unbelievable!