Exhaustion
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng gritted his teeth, raised his head and focused his attention on Stuart, the Duke of vampires.
Countless dark golden skeletal bats flapped their golden wings and gathered behind Fang Heng, condensing into a huge golden skeletal wing.
Fang Heng slowly rose into the sky under the control of the skeletal wing.
He raised up his right hand.
More and more holy winged bone bats gathered in the direction that Fang Heng was pointing.
Almost in an instant, the bats condensed into a sharp long sword behind Fang Heng.
The long sword became larger and more solid!
Stuart, the Duke of the vampires, was shrouded by the huge shadow of the sword.
"Ha, so you're from the Holy Court!"
Stuart gritted his teeth so hard that they made clucking sounds. He stared fixedly at Fang Heng.
He felt that he was locked onto by Fang Heng's mental strength.