The inhuman man, neither male nor female, was utterly shocked.
He discovered that while the Hemp Rope around his neck was gradually tightening, the supernatural power within him was also being suppressed.
"This is impossible!"
This woman was only on par with him in strength.
He only needed to wait a little longer.
Once several companions arrived, it would be her time to die!
But why?
Why had this woman suddenly gained the ability to suppress him? Had she been hiding her true strength all along?
But.
A Seventh Tier Peak.
What gave her the nerve to hold back while confronting him?
The inhuman man's face was filled with disbelief. He refused to believe it—absolutely refused to believe that, in a battle between people of the same tier, anyone would dare conceal their strength while fighting him!
Who was he?
To obtain powerful strength, he had even fused himself with mutated insects.
He was not merely an Awakened.
He was also a mutated creature at the Seventh Tier Peak.
In other words, he was equivalent to a composite being made up of two Seventh Tier Peaks.
With such strength.
He could dominate among those at the Seventh Tier.
He had almost never encountered an opponent.
Yet now, this woman could not only hold her own against him—she was even displaying overwhelming power!
He found this impossible to accept.
"Get away from me!"
"I don't believe you can trap me!"
The inhuman man's expression was sinister and venomous. He grabbed the Hemp Rope with both hands, trying to loosen it.
At the same time.
The dense patch of spores and mold on his face also began crawling down along his skin, all the way toward the hanging rope.
Clearly.
These disgusting things were not merely decorations.
They concealed a terrifying supernatural