"Crack~"
Tens of thousands of tons of force crashed down, instantly penetrating the shield already on the brink of shattering.
"It's you!"
How could Alfarld not recognize the person in front of him? It was surely him who summoned that Middle-level God's shadow, causing Alfarld the greatest embarrassment of his life.
Now, unexpectedly, this guy had delivered himself right to the door, giving Alfarld the perfect opportunity to let him know what true despair really means.
Although he lacked Naphaya's racial talent to detect others' realms, the vast difference in strength allowed him to see Zhang Xiaoman's true level at a glance.
A mere ant at the Lower Control Level, something Alfarld could easily crush.
However, considering that this person might have a Middle-level God backing him, he might have other means. Alfarld, despite displaying contempt, still attacked with all his might.
