Deep Sleep
Editor: Atlas Studios
"GRRR…!" Lothar felt the growing pressure on his body. It was a disgusting feeling of sinking into mire. As he growled, the ring of gold flames around his body became more blinding as though it had the capability to turn the Throne of Darkness into ashes.
The rage of the Flame Dragon gave Lin Li immense pressure as well. The Throne of Darkness trembled uncontrollably as Lothar growled. He felt as if the laws that made up the Throne of Darkness were cracking. The Throne of Darkness was in an extremely precarious predicament. It seemed like it would be destroyed before Lin Li could optimize his use of the abyssal force.
Is this caused by the difference in power? Lin Li suddenly felt really helpless. He realized that although he had reached level-24, he was still a thousand miles away from Lothar.