"He's... a monster!" Erbat's face turned pale, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Li Zheng.
Few players in the Matrix understood Spiritual Power, and Erbat didn't even understand how Li Zheng managed to severely injure him with just a glance.
But such a terrifying ability was definitely not something he could oppose. He wisely shut his mouth and quietly distanced himself from Li Zheng's location.
Li Zheng looked around and found that they were in a place resembling an arena.
Tall stands rose at the edge of a circular pit, with only two figures on them, one of whom was Mirel, who had lost track since entering this special room.
As Li Zheng looked over, Mirel raised her small hand and waved in greeting.
Li Zheng nodded. As long as he and Mirel were close enough, they were connected by some telepathy-like state, allowing them to confirm each other's identity even if their appearances weren't clear.
