To keep the Clay Golem entangling Duke House, Li Si had expended quite a bit of mana.
But judging by the results, it had worked rather well. For the moment, Duke House truly had no way to deal with the Clay Golem.
Although the Clay Golem could not inflict much damage on him, its tremendous strength, not much weaker than his own, was more than enough to hinder his movements. No matter how Duke House damaged it, as long as the giant's mana core remained intact, it would soon recover completely.
After all, its entire body was made of dirt, so it did not need any materials to repair itself.
While Duke House cursed and began wrestling the Clay Golem with a series of loud thuds, Li Si turned his attention to Mei Luolan, the Plague Cult assassin.
Li Si had now experienced firsthand just how vicious and unpredictable these people's methods were. He had no choice but to constantly devote part of his power to purging negative conditions and maintaining his combat strength.
This was the combat style of Plague Cult experts: keep dragging out the fight, relentlessly attack the enemy with all manner of diseases, then only reveal themselves to end the battle once their opponent had been weakened.
That was also why most Plague Cult followers chose to become plague mages or assassins.
However, Li Si could not pretend that the disease had weakened him to the point where he could no longer fight.
Honestly, his opponent was not an idiot. Li Si had displayed such ferocious, powerful abilities just moments ago. If he suddenly wilted, who would believe it?
As Li Si was "searching" for Mei Luolan's location, she appeared behind him once more. Her dagger flashed with a dark gray glow as it viciously stabbed