Developing a New Playstyle

Find a Substitute, which had been yanked out of Old Wang, looked utterly baffled. It had no idea what had happened before it was sucked straight into those eyes glowing with golden light.

At the same time, Wang Zhao, who was holding the Formation Diagram in both hands, jolted all over, then convulsed and collapsed to the ground.

The sound of his breathing, the beating of his heart, slowly... slowly, slowly weakened, until he no longer breathed and his heart stopped beating. Still wearing that baffled expression, he gradually waited to die.

He, the remnant leader of the Great Vehicle Cult's branch in Shangyang City, could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought. Why had the Stranger Intruder suddenly gone for the kill? He clearly still needed him to improve and optimize the Formation Diagram.

Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, image after image appearing, before he arrived at one conclusion.

He had been fucking careless. So it turned out everything had only been to steady him, to make him feel he still had a way out and did not dare fight to mutual destruction. He was afraid of being exposed, and the other party was just as afraid of drawing the attention of the Wang Family Branch. They really were two cowards waving sticks at wolves, each afraid of the other.

Damn it. Why hadn't he thought of that sooner?

Mutual destruction was at least better than being the only one to die. At worst, they would both be locked in the little black room and subjected to brutal torture. Pain ten times worse than the substitute's was indeed a little painful, but at least he could drag the intruder down with him to suffer.

In truth, it was not that he had never thought