Chapitre 1888: Disintegration

What the hell!

Wolven's pupils constricted as he watched his spear aimed at Fang Heng, ready to pierce through.

"Whoosh!"

Simultaneously, Fang Heng swung his metal long rod.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud!

They passed each other in a blur!

Wolven suddenly felt as though a massive stone had slammed into his chest!

What was that horrifying force!?

After Wolven thrust his spear, he felt a surge of blood in his chest, involuntarily spitting out a mouthful of blood!

Despite the substantial weakening of the party's strength, they were still blocked by their opponent!

Wolven tugged at his warhorse, turning to gaze at Fang Heng with eyes shimmering in disbelief.

It was initially thought that Fang Heng was an elite Necromancer who specialized in cultivating and summoning undead creatures, but it turned out he was actually in a melee form!