You Want to Hurt Me with Your tiny Common Grade Fire?

"Gugugu!"

The Cursed Beast could feel its owner's frantic rage as it used all of its power to charge toward Mo Fan.

The Cursed Beast's speed was relatively fast. In less than a second, it was already fifty meters away from Mo Fan, and the remaining fifty meters was just a wink away.

Mo Fan looked at the Cursed Beast and this time, he didn't even try to dodge it. The corner of his mouth curved as he thought, Let's see how savage you're gonna be!

His fingers moved slightly, and a invisible thread wrapped around his finger. It looked as though he was trying to pull something.

Mo Fan's finger was precisely controlling the Giant Shadow Spike. The Giant Shadow Spike that entered the void did not represent it being lost; it was waiting for Mo Fan's command, while he waited for the moment the Cursed Beast's shadow appeared!