"Sure enough, Mythic Fearless Warrior can resist all kinds of negative spirit effects."
"This is just a warning, you will pay for your cleverness." said Gareth quickly.
At this moment, James pulled out a spear that was more than two meters long.
"Eye Technique? I'm right here, but you attack Aiden. Are you looking down on me, or is it..."
"Do you think you can survive a fight with me?" James' voice was cold. Behind him, a series of imaginary scenes appeared.
Small hills made of corpses, rivers made of blood, and weapons scattered like weeds on the ground...
The air seemed to freeze. The smell of blood, the stench of rotting bodies, appeared instantly.
As James held the spear with one hand and slightly raised it.
In an instant, the corpses in the imaginary scenes opened their eyes. The river of blood began to boil, and the weapons on the ground all trembled.
Killing intent, overwhelming killing intent!
