Chapter 568: Crisis!

Hm!?

White Mitchell looked at his shattered plaque in disbelief, his gaze gravely fixed on George.

He had a backup plan?

White Mitchell had to start taking this seriously.

Indeed, this Forbidden Land was fraught with peril.

He had assumed that once he neutralized the Spiritual Artifact in George's hands, he could easily crush George.

But unexpectedly, George had retained an ace up his sleeve.

However, it was clear that the cost of deploying this ace in the hole would be severe.

Otherwise, George wouldn't have waited until he was in mortal danger to use it.

Apparently, George was ready for a desperate fight!

There's a saying, don't drive a desperate foe to extremes; a cornered bunny will bite.

A rabid dog driven into a corner is often the most frightening.

Therefore, White Mitchell took the situation seriously.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!" George, his eyes bloodshot, repeated the word 'kill' as though he had been possessed by a puppet.