Hawk Chapman could tell that the voice coming from behind was none other than the leader of their Shadow Mountain Black Market, Leader Singleton.
From Singleton's tone, it was clear he was warning him!
However, in that moment of distraction, Hawk Chapman hadn't even had time to react when he felt a suffocating aura coming directly at him, making him feel somewhat oppressed.
In that instant, it seemed impossible to breathe.
Bang!!
The next moment, accompanied by a loud crash, Hawk Chapman felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer and was fiercely thrown away.
Whoosh!
Just as Hawk Chapman shot out like an arrow off the string and was about to crash into the cliffside of the valley, a ghostly silhouette appeared timely behind him.
A palm gently pushed forward as if assisted by divine intervention, stopping Hawk Chapman's short, fat body.
Stopping him from crashing into the cliff wall.
