"Cut the flashy stuff!"
Fang Heng snorted disdainfully, and the runes of his alchemy magic array in his pupils spun rapidly.
Huh?
It wasn't an illusion.
It was a physical clone!
A mystic puppet!
So this guy combined natural science with mysticism.
What a rich fellow, mystic puppets were extremely expensive.
His own zombie clone was still more practical.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Heng lightly tapped the ground with his toes and dashed to the right, bursting out from between layers of intertwined vines under the barrage of attacks, swinging his fist toward Grand!
"Bang!!!!"
A violent explosion rang out!
Surprise flickered in Grand's eyes.
What terrifying strength.
"Boom!!!!"
Several solid walls that had risen before Grand shattered explosively under Fang Heng's punch!
Splinters of wood flew out, landing on Fang Heng and triggering a series of explosions on him!
Huh?!
Grand frowned tightly.
Why did the explosive damage seem completely ineffective on this guy?
D*mn it.
