Even an ordinary person would get the creeps if someone kept watching them from behind for long enough.
Not to mention a powerhouse like the Blood Hand Great King, a peak Vajra Realm expert. With his keen senses, the feeling of someone staring at his back was crystal clear.
After all, this was a Saint Realm Mage!
Although he kept telling himself that after striking repeatedly in such a short span of time—and even instantly killing one of his most capable subordinates with a powerful True Word Spell—the opponent surely had little strength left inside him.
He still couldn't relax in the slightest!
When all was said and done, this was merely his own speculation. What if he guessed wrong? With his life on the line, how could the Blood Hand Great King dare to gamble?
Zhou Xu was simply messing with his mind right now!
Go ahead and guess! Guess whether I still have enough strength left for one more strike.
The move worked perfectly. Zhou Xu's ploy left the Blood Hand Great King flustered and distracted, and that distraction directly affected the battle before him, greatly reducing the pressure on Yalveth.
For Zhou Xu, flying through the air atop the Pegasus, the Blood Hand Great King couldn't threaten his safety for the time being.
That allowed him to mess with the Blood Hand Great King's mind while still sparing some attention for Feisher's situation.
At this moment, Feisher had already turned the tide and seized the upper hand. However, the dual-blade greenskin was remarkably tenacious, and killing him in a short time still seemed unrealistic.
That was indeed the case. The dual-blade greenskin excelled in speed, while both his stamina and strength were inferior to Feisher's. In their previous clashes, Feisher had mainly dragged the fight out until