At this moment.
Although Captain Mountain King knew he was doomed, a strange thought surfaced in his mind: "In terms of being crafty and deceitful, I really am no match for the Canglan People."
He considered himself to be among the top in cunning within his many kin in the city-state.
But compared to the Canglan People, he felt a deep sense of inadequacy.
The next second.
The expected attack descended.
"Boom!"
There was a sound like thunderclap.
The captain felt a terrifying force enveloping him.
And at this moment, he was at the transition point of "old strength gone, new strength not yet born."
The Power he could mobilize was less than a tenth of his normal capabilities.
He could only rely on his physique and the Ice Armor on his body to withstand the enemy's attack.
Another thought crept into his mind: "Truly, the Canglan People, always calculating everything to perfection."
Then.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
The captain almost fainted from the intense pain.
