บท 1569: Descending
บรรณาธิการ: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Large amounts of the Seed of Faram actually directly crushed into Cole's firewall!
Blood!
Fang Heng's eyelids twitched when he saw the blood mixture that exploded. He reached out his hand almost instinctively and gathered his mental strength to control the blood.
The exploded flesh and blood were once again under Fang Heng's control. It continued to gather in the air, forming a huge ball of blood.
Cole's scalp went numb when he saw so many Hell Farams.
"Not good, Fang Heng. There are too many Seeds of Faram here."
"Yes, retreat first!"
There were too many Seeds of Faram, and Fang Heng, who was controlling the blood, felt immense pressure for the first time.
He couldn't take it anymore.
In just a short moment, the blood blob in the air had a diameter of two meters. It had already reached his maximum control limit!
He couldn't be greedy this time. If he continued to be greedy, he would be gone.
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