They nodded while I jumped off my chariot using the long rope. Once I reached the ground, I didn't stand idle for even one second and started to run as fast as I could.
I knew I had a short span of time to clash with the jumper. So I got out my two swords, feeling more regretful about that big glaive inside my inventory.
If I got the strength and cultivation base enough to use it, then this battle wouldn't be this hard.
What made the Curasee race frightening was the fact that they could use the host's power and abilities to the max. Yet this came at a price they had to pay.
If they fought, they had to burn more of their life force. If they did that, then their ultimate mission of reproduction would be jeopardised.
But I wouldn't hang any hope over that Curasee fear towards this point. After all, it seemed that the bastard bug had already decided to give me a good fight to the bitter end.