章 65: Taking the Blame

The spear-wielder's body emitted a mass of fear power, which merged into the Mask of Fear. At this moment, the masked fighter's body expanded a little again. He already had three C-class fear powers and two D-class fear powers. In terms of strength, he was infinitely close to B-class.

However, the number of short spears on Yang Xi's body had already broken through the double digits. Along the way, there were bloody footprints left by him.

With another short spear on his shoulder, Yang Xi grabbed the neck of the spearman and pressed him to the ground.

They were only one meter away from the exit of the base.

"Do you want to go out?" Yang Xi asked with a smile.”

The spearman knew that he couldn't escape, but he thought that the Deep Sea Army Spirit was still on the way. If he could delay for a little longer, he might still be saved.

His brown face, which was painted with Mayan oil paint, forced an ugly smile." Mask, at least we're colleagues. Give me a way out!”