Goblin Forest!
Right next to a blood-red altar.
"Clash!"
As the mysterious man's long knife collided with the Bone Fang thrown by Dean McKenzie, the mysterious man was filled with doubt.
This power? Is this a damn Bone Fang?
Is he joking? Even the Bone Spear, a One-turn skill of a Necromancer, isn't this exaggerated, is it?
A force far beyond his expectations was now bursting from the long knife in his hand.
An attack of hundreds struck the unprepared mysterious man's knife, sending it flying out of his hand, with the Bone Fang still unexhausted, shot straight towards the mysterious man's head.
Dean couldn't help but tense up.
From the very beginning, he never thought about running away.
He knew very well that with his agility that was practically zero, he couldn't possibly outrun the man.
Even if he had added his points, he might not have been able to escape.
So, running away was just a strategy, the purpose was to leave this to the man.