The big guy called Wolf Demon froze for a moment.
A flicker of confusion passed through his bloodshot eyes.
It was as though some pressure from the depths of his soul had struck him viciously with a club.
But the muscles all over his body were still writhing frantically, as if countless snakes were burrowing beneath his skin.
The drug was too potent.
His reason was drowned out, and that instinctive fear was instantly torn apart by his frenzy.
"Roar—!"
Wolf Demon roared again, spraying drool across the ground. The floor sizzled as it corroded.
Like a cannonball leaving its barrel, he charged straight at Han Yuchen.
The wind pressure made Han Yuchen's face sting.
The Soul Power inside his body began to rage out of control.
Without a word, he was about to self-destruct.
"Help!"
Han Yuchen let out a strange cry, threw away his cane, and started running.
He ran in a stumbling mess, tripping over his own feet and looking utterly pathetic.
Yet every time he "staggered," he narrowly dodged Wolf Demon's enormous claws.
By mere centimeters.
Wolf Demon's claw struck the granite floor, shattering the stone as easily as tofu.
Fragments of rock flew everywhere, slicing open Han Yuchen's sleeve.
[Warning! Energy critical point has exceeded 95%!] [Countdown: 3, 2...]
The big guy stopped chasing.
He stood in the center of the arena, his body swelling like a balloon.
His skin turned translucent, revealing magma-like veins flowing beneath it.
A suffocating wave of heat swept across the entire venue in an instant.
He was really going to explode.
Han Yuchen stopped.
With his back to the audience, no one could see his expression.
Those seemingly terrified eyes were calm as a pool of dead water.
"Since you want to die."
Han Yuchen's lips moved,