Chương 557: Reward, Beetle Army

After Feng Luo jumped off the cliff, his body fell down quickly.

"Whoosh!"

The cliff was almost 40 meters high, which was around 10 stories tall. As a gunner, even if his HP was over 10,000, falling from that height without any buffer would most certainly be fatal.

However, since Feng Luo jumped, it was natural that he would have a coping mechanism.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Luo held Wings of Death with his right hand and with the special agent watch on his left wrist behind his Black Eagle gloves shot out a silver traction anchor that wrapped around the root of an old tree hanging in the middle of the cliff. It tightened and began to retract.

"Pa!"

Feng Luo's body spun in the air before landing firmly on a branch of the old tree.

"Tssst!"

However, the old tree already had a "master." A Level 35 Elite Cave Spider was shooting energy strings at the group of beetles beneath it.