"You're right, the magic array did lock our path of return—but so what?"
Eugene stepped forward, a mocking smile appearing on his face. "It seems you've forgotten something."
"What?"
"After using that move just now, your mental strength has already run dry, hasn't it?"
Fang Heng stared at Eugene.
"You're not wrong."
"And under the protection of the divine source, my strength has already recovered to seventy percent," Eugene said with a cruel grin. "Do you really think you still have any chance of winning?"
"Or perhaps..."
Eugene paused, sweeping a glance at the dark alchemy barrier surrounding them. "You plan to trap me with this pile of junk?"
Fang Heng looked at Eugene and the other man, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Heh... human, I should thank you for interrupting my reverse teleportation. Now I can personally kill you!"
Whoosh!!
