Despairing Rise

The chains were thrown that coiled around the wraith leader's body.

At this point, the effects of [Starflame War God]'s Skill [Conquer] had already ended, so the old man had regained his clarity.

Watching the iron chains spiraling towards him, he was shocked.

"Stay your hands!"

He shouted to his subordinates.

Eight sets of chains bounded him tightly.

The old man looked at the casters in the sky and smiled bitterly: "It was this old man's impertinence this time, please escort me to the City Lord, I shall make up for my mistakes directly"

The Wraith realm humans exchanged glances.

How did the situation suddenly turn to this?

The old man had already signaled to them with his eyes, telling them not to act rashly.

They could only remain still.