"Hmm? Can't find me?" The woman in crimson scales hovered in the air, looking down below. A rare smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Interesting."
Below, Wang Chengbo felt the immense Mental Strength searching for something and was struck by a wave of prickling fear. This woman's physical strength is already ridiculously violent, and her Mental Strength is just as powerful. Where did this monster come from?
Judging by the look of things, she seemed intent on dragging him out. Why did I have to glance over there for no reason? The moment I sensed something was wrong, shouldn't I have quietly run away? Why did I have to warn Poz and the others that something was off?
Now look what had happened. Poz and the others were still dead, and he was trapped inside the barrier. Although the barrier had shattered, how could he dare run outside?
He could only use the Divine Concealment Art to hide temporarily.
This technique had been taught to him by his teacher. It had originally been used to regulate his state of mind—a supportive mental skill that could completely empty one's thoughts. It had been one of his teacher's secret techniques when crafting Divine Artifacts.
Yet now, he was using it to hide shamefully among the commoners and save his own life. He wondered whether his teacher would beat him if he found out.
Still, he felt that hiding like this wouldn't solve anything. The other side couldn't find him at the moment, but if the Naga forces on the other side came to take over later, they would surely be able to find him with enough manpower.
How could he escape during this brief window?
However, Wang Chengbo was still far too optimistic. As a modern man of the New