Bang! Bang! Bang!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Gray Mist relentlessly attacked Richard, who could only dodge at high speed in frustration. He wanted to counterattack, but against Gray Mist with twelve seals undone, it was difficult to find an opening.
There was no helping it. His combat power was now being suppressed by Gray Mist, leaving him constrained at every turn. Whether it was the Gloves of Extinction or a tactical nuclear weapon, he could not find suitable conditions to use them.
It seemed the only thing he could do was dodge, dodge, and dodge again.
If he was even a beat too slow, he risked being struck by Gray Mist. He could withstand one or two hits, but too many would put him in danger.
Several minutes passed like this.
Bang!
Whoosh!
Gray Mist threw another punch. After Richard evaded it once more with a Void Spell, Gray Mist stopped moving, raised his brows, and looked somewhat displeased.
Turning to look at Richard, who had reappeared dozens of meters away, Gray Mist spoke. "Hey, kid, all you know how to do now is run, huh? Where's that arrogance from before? What happened to those methods you used to try to kill me? Keep bringing them out. I'm still waiting for you to surprise me again. If you really can kill me once, twice, three more times, I might be surprised myself by just how strong I become after breaking my seals. When that happens, I'll thank you."
"I'd better not," Richard said.
"Why?" Gray Mist asked.
"I'm afraid I no longer have any method I can be confident will kill you completely." Richard spread his hands and said frankly, "I have to admit it—I've lost this battle. At first, I could defeat and kill you, but as you kept growing