Endless sand blades hurtled toward Han Wu.
Han Wu decisively activated the Berserk Unrivaled Divine Body.
Thick black armor blocked every one of the sand blades outside.
The followers who had come with Han Wu also unleashed their own abilities, resisting the seemingly endless sand blades.
With no need to worry about his followers for the moment, Han Wu's Compound Eyes scanned the Guard Heilens all around him.
Guard Heilen's figures filled every direction, but Han Wu knew perfectly well that they were all Guard Heilen's Sand Puppets.
He had yet to sense where Guard Heilen's true body was.
Yet that Small World Grade Royal Knight Order Guard stood where he was, utterly motionless, like a stone statue.
This made Han Wu incomparably relieved.
As long as that Royal Knight Order Guard did not act, he still had some confidence in defeating Guard Heilen.
If the Royal Knight Order Guard made a move, Han Wu reckoned that he might be able to escape. But more than half of the followers behind him would surely be killed or wounded.
Still, to be safe, Han Wu secretly used the Threads of Faith to summon other followers to rush over, preparing for every eventuality.
If it truly came to an all-out battle, even if he had to exhaust the power he had painstakingly built up, Han Wu could not surrender control of this Golden Small Planet.
The incoming sand blades grew increasingly dense. Though Han Wu's black armor could continue resisting them, he could not keep consuming his strength like this forever.
If he could not find Guard Heilen soon, would he not be worn to death alive?
Han Wu could only take action.
Two fangs appeared in his hands, becoming his weapons.
With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a blood-red