Qi Meng's face flushed beet red under Pei Ze's mocking gaze.
Just moments ago, he had been boasting about how he would make Pei Ze suffer. Now, in the blink of an eye, Pei Ze had beaten him to this sorry state.
The more confident his words had been before, the more humiliating this was now.
"We give up, too!"
"You win! Let us go!"
At that moment, Qi Meng's other two companions also cried out.
With Qi Meng defeated, they naturally had no intention of holding out any longer.
Besides, they were already at their limit.
These crows were incredibly troublesome. Not only could each one turn into mist, but their strength was also on par with a Senior Knight.
More importantly, their numbers were staggering.
They had to struggle just to cast a spell and kill a single one, which was a drop in the bucket against a flock of hundreds.
If it weren't for the Defense Magic Items they carried, they would have been defeated long ago.
