The current situation was this: Tu Xiao'an was caught in the middle of an explosion, his figure obscured, while fat rats swarmed toward him one after another, a terrifying sight to behold.
The black-robed man, Lin Fan, raised an eyebrow. There was no joy on his face; instead, a sharp, gleaming sword appeared in his hand. It was as if he had become a different person, his face now radiating a dazzling light. A sudden cold wind rose, carrying the hum of the blade as he charged straight for the site of the explosion.
He wasn't holding back in the slightest.
A Biological Controller didn't just control creatures. That was merely an awakened Talent. They had to practice Martial Arts themselves to become truly strong.
"You're finished."
Lin Fan thrust his sword toward the shadow within the hazy smoke. This chain of attacks was overwhelming; there was no way to escape.
SHLICK...
