Chapter 184

Pocahontas glanced at Squanto. He had already breathed his last in the face of Weroance Powhatan. He looks calm while fighting. The old man's movements looked different from the previous fight. Felt slowly locked until unable to move. The pressure started to freeze. Until Pocahontas started to lift his arms heavily. He turned to Weroance Powhatan. Which turned out to be knocking on the ground until it was painful.

Pocahontas couldn't move. He realized that his father had done something. The woman growled. Launch countermeasures. Don't care about the surroundings. But Weroance Powhatan was calm. On the other hand, Pocahontas has decreased stamina. The blade swing is getting slower and slower. The movements of his eyeballs were unreadable. It's getting harder and harder to predict the movements of Powhatan's weroance.

"What's wrong with my body? Why do I get tired so easily? What did you do to me, damn it!" snapped Pocahontas.