Roar~
The Bone Dragon skimmed low, Baiyi's figure vanished as he watched some scattered, live-streaming players from the high sky, a look of contemplation in his eyes.
The Bone Dragon began to slow down, suspending Baiyi in mid-air, overlooking an elder with an Angel Mask.
The elder's mask was slashed open, his face split from shoulder to waist, lying on the ground hardly breathing, blood soaking the earth. Baiyi could even see his internal organs healing with extreme slowness, aided by magic power.
He probably didn't anticipate Diane's presence, or rather, Diane grew up in the Capital City, never really had a chance to fight, if any fight, it's just sparring among young masters and misses.
What use could a Silver Lower-Rank Mage be? This was likely ignorance of the combat technique of wealth.
Baiyi scrutinized the head of the Black Night Rose in Dongwu City.
