The Holy Thorn
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Erin's eyes widened. She saw the soil beneath Fang Heng's feet rolling and numerous palms reaching out from the ground!
What was that?
Ghouls?!
At Fang Heng's feet, vine zombies began to resurrect.
More magic arrays were circling the ground.
Huge fusion Tyrant forms also began to climb out of the ground.
Then, the previous fusion Tyrant forms rushed in from the outside after they finished dealing with the blood Marquises outside. They blocked the entrance to the Angetas cave with their bodies.
Fang Heng's gaze didn't stay on Erin for long. He took out a Holy Light spear from his backpack and strode towards the ancient tree of Angetas.
"Stop!" Marquise Erin took a few deep breaths and tried to stop Fang Heng while enduring the discomfort in her body.
"Whoosh!"
As Fang Heng dashed forward, he suddenly waved the Holy Thorn in his hand.
Buzz...
A dark golden radiance made Erin's eyes flash.