Jiang Han felt terrible.
The immense power he possessed that could demolish mountains had vanished, along with all his advanced combat gear.
Now, he was just an ordinary person.
If these savages truly intended to cook him, he wouldn't be able to resist.
He looked at the distant stone cauldron, carved from giant rocks and hollowed out, where the soup was already boiling, bubbling with hot bubbles.
Jiang Han could see.
Various spices floated on the surface of the water.
A feeling of desolation surged within him; an esteemed Warband Leader of the Mechanical Corps had ended up in such a state.
However.
He wasn't sure what kind of impact this Illusion Realm might have on the real world.
If dying in here meant significant repercussions in reality, then he might truly be in danger this time.
Just as Jiang Han contemplated how to escape from the wooden Cage, a commotion suddenly arose among the savages.
Although the savage crowd had been restless all along.
