Scissors, Rock, Paper

Although Martin had already suspected that Mai Yuqiang searched for Evil Beasts according to their strength,

it was only after truly clashing with Ronaldo that he keenly felt Ronaldo's power. Ronaldo and the Horse-Faced Evil Beast from before were on completely different levels.

"Martin, look at its eyes!" Hadi said in Martin's mind.

Ronaldo had attacked too quickly. Martin had focused only on dodging and counterattacking, and only after Hadi's reminder did he notice the red glow in Ronaldo's eyes.

"It's being controlled?" Martin guessed.

Still, that was normal. Otherwise, there was no reason for Ronaldo to attack him for no reason at all.

Although Evil Beasts harbored hostility toward one another, there were so many Evil Beasts around. If they began fighting and both sides were badly hurt, other Evil Beasts would instead exploit the opening.

Therefore, unless there were only two lone Evil Beasts left, they definitely would not start fighting lightly.

Everyone feared that when the snipe and clam fought, the fisherman would reap the benefit, only to make a wedding dress for someone else.

Once Martin confirmed that Ronaldo was being controlled, he immediately thought, "Sure enough, there's something wrong with the Red Mist. In other words, as long as I make it regain consciousness, that'll do?"

The problem was that he had not brought many Illusion-Breaking Potions. At most, he could only awaken twelve Evil Beasts from the illusion.

The disparity in strength was still far too great. Besides, this was merely his guess. What if the Illusion-Breaking Potion did not work?

Alchemists had a famous saying: "Potions are not omnipotent."

Even potions that brought the dead back to life often had times when they failed to take effect. Thus, although Martin judged that the Illusion-Breaking Potion might be useful, he did not dare guarantee