Chapter 188 Soft Persimmon?

In fact, there was an even more convenient method, which was to cross the stone pool and head straight to a position further ahead to intercept them, gaining the upper hand.

None of the people present were fools; of course, they knew this method.

The reason nobody stepped forward was that they sensed unknown dangers ahead that made them hesitant to act recklessly.

When someone secretly manipulated an insect to try, the masked sorcerer and Randall perceived the move immediately and chose to remain emotionless, pretending they had not noticed.

Without any warning, the hazy fog at the end stirred, flashed to a spot, engulfing the sneaky insect within it, and revealed its hidden form.

It was a shadow cicada with an indeterminate floating shape, slowly disintegrating into fine powder and blending into the surrounding fog, dying without making the slightest sound.