"Ah, why did none of you learn from Creig's lesson?" The Blood Elf Male sighed as he retreated through the air.
He seemed to know he was no match for Andres and chose to flee off the island.
According to the agreement between the elves and the beastmen, anyone participating in the struggle for the Sacred Tree Fruit who left the island had forfeited their right to compete.
Of course, if someone obtained the Sacred Tree Fruit and left the island, that also meant the contest was over.
"Trying to leave?"
Andres pursued relentlessly. Rhode was waiting on one side of the island, while the Saint Realm experts of the beastmen were stationed on the other.
If the Blood Elf Male escaped the island and came under the protection of the beastmen's Saint Realm experts, Andres would have no chance to seize back the Sacred Tree Fruit.
"I'll settle him on the island!"
Andres no longer intended to hold back.
Over the past month, his comprehension of the Profound Mystery of Swiftness had not changed much, improving only slightly. However, his application of it had strengthened considerably.
He had already perfected his movement technique, successfully applying the Profound Mystery of Swiftness to his speed.
His current speed was more than twice what it had been a month ago.
Though the Sacred Tree's lush, sprawling branches were unsuitable for a straight-line sprint, they had little effect on Andres.
Just as Andres was about to give chase at full speed, a figure suddenly dropped from the branches overhead and appeared in front of the Blood Elf Male.
It was a Golden Skeleton holding a Golden Battle Saber. It slashed fiercely at the Blood Elf Male.
The Blood Elf Male's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly retreated, narrowly evading the strike.
"Andres, let's attack