Chương 1087: The Deepest Part of the Trap!

Immediately after, the temple thief's body temperature rose abruptly as if hundreds of volcanoes had erupted in his body at the same time. The raging flames of war burned the hooded cloak that covered his entire body to ashes, revealing the totem armor below that was not inferior to Casanova's Lava's Fury.

The arm armor was as thick as a siege hammer.

Coupled with the support of the chain entanglement, it was even more ferocious like a siege cannon.

Casanova did not have time to take a deep breath before the "cannon" on the right side was aimed at his chest and "fired" fiercely.

Caught off guard, Casanova had no way to counterattack at all. He could only barely cross his arms to block in front of his chest.

Boom!

The temple thief's iron fist that was wrapped in the chain hit the point where Casanova's two arms crossed.

Casanova suddenly felt that there were dozens of crisscrossing cracks on every bone in his arms.