Lille’s trump card

Uzel had died, it was almost impossible for Lille to try and mount a sneak attack against Sheyan. Hence, Sheyan still had confidence in switching out to his ‘Alcohol Master’ title before Lille resurfaced. Besides, that additional explosive strike rate boost was tremendously useful.

Time drained by swiftly…….the sunset had extinguished into the misty abyss; a layer of ember red still dyed the funnel like clouds in the sky. The other half of the sky floated with an ashen color, seemingly brewing in a berserking force!

Naturally, a thunderstorm was about to descend. Sheyan breathed heavily. Even with his filtering oxygen mask, he could still sense that wild electrical discharge throbbing within the air. The fresh air travelled through his nasal cavity, into his blood; his mind rousing itself.

At this very moment, a person strolled out excruciatingly slowly from the left of the forest.