Rod instantly saw the Abyss Demon charging towards him from behind.
It really caught up.
That way, the three Iron Wolves were definitely safe now, they hurried to call for backup, and perhaps there was a chance to kill this monster.
But that depended on my ability to escape.
In mid-air, Rod flew swiftly towards the direction of the Royal City.
The Spirit Boat was not entirely under his control; it would only fly to the location that appeared in his mind, and if it encountered a physical obstacle, it would escape into the Spirit Realm.
However, it seemed unable to do so above the plains.
The speed of the Abyss Demon far surpassed Rod; each of its tentacles waved with Spiritual Energy, as if it were swimming in a sea of Spiritual Energy.
When thousands of tentacles waved at the same time, its massive body surged forward a certain distance.
After only a few dashes, it had caught up with Rod, and a long tentacle whipped at him swiftly.
This is bad!