Lightning flashed and thunder roared, with the wild wind raging around.
Waves surged ferociously, leaving the world in silence.
Suspended high above the vast expanse of the Swamp, the ferocious Fransat hovered, casually surveying Ying Yue, his sinister, scarlet eyes tinged with a playful smile.
This smile was much like a cat toying with a mouse.
Yes, in Fransat's eyes at this moment, Ying Yue was the mouse, one intended for his amusement and eventual torment until death!
"You're able to evade a strike from me; you do have some strength. I shall grant you one last chance, become my servant, how about that?"
Fransat smiled lazily, and spoke softly.
"Before, it was merely a momentary lapse on my part, giving you an advantage. Now it's time to see the true capabilities!"
