Ling Naham frantically swung the lance in his hand. At this moment, he was in a state of frenzy, not because he wanted to be, but because those cyan light serpents were truly terrifying.
Therefore, what he could do now was to wildly wave his weapon with his strongest attack. As for whether he could kill those serpents, Ling Naham didn't care much.
What he was thinking about was survival.
No one knew how long he swung, but Ling Naham suddenly woke up. He looked around and found no trace of the cyan light serpents, and immediately fled desperately towards the void.
I'm alive, I survived!
Thinking of his earlier experience, Ling Naham felt a cold sweat break out. If it wasn't for his desperate effort just now...
No, even if he was desperate, even if he wasn't afraid of death, in that situation, he probably wouldn't have escaped. This time, the reason he could escape wasn't his own prowess, but...
