NovelEnglishThings turned out as he expected.
A few minutes later, the flames of the spirit energy on the deadly cleaver went out.
The spirit energy Wilbur used was retrieving inch by inch. It was apparent that his opponent could not handle the exhaustion of spirit energy.
'Here's my chance,' Robin thought.
He lurked in the dark and existed in the form of a shadow. He inched closer to his opponent through the trail of retrieving spirit energy.
He could make another fatal attack if he was close enough.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis opponent probably would not have enough spirit energy to fend for himself.
Wilbur was retrieving his spirit energy back into his body. He also retrieved his deadly cleaver.
Robin laughed because physical attacks had no use in his Dark Domain. He was less than a meter away from Wilbur at that moment.
However, he did not rush to attack.
He wondered if his opponent had something up his sleeve. Wilbur was a terrifying opponent, after all.
The distance between them was perfect for Robin to launch an attack and retreat from the battle in a timely manner. Robin felt like his opponent would likely use any he had tricks up their sleeves soon.
After ten seconds, Robin realized his opponent looked hesitant. His feet were facing the door of the hotel room as if he wanted to run back to the room.
His opponent seemed scared. Robin felt like Wilbur had run out of moves.
He silently cbehind him, and the dark dagger appeared in his hand again.
Wilbur did not seem to notice. He cautiously walked towards the room, and Robin followed closely, sneering coldly inside.
'What an idiot! That's not how you waste your spirit energy,' Robin thought.
The dark dagger instantly closed in on Wilbur once again. Robin exerted all his might this time.
The moment the dagger touched Wilbur's skin, Robin instantly velelevated his spirit energy and spiritual energy to their utmost limits. Content belongs to Śwswn His dark figure turned into a denser shadow that was darker than the darkness itself. He resembled a ghost in the dark night, extending its claw toward its prey. S The dark dagger, dark spiritual energy, and his spirit energy were all black.
His attack could not be seen.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Stab in the Dark." That was his fatal attack. Not only was it impossible to defend against, but it also had a crippling effect.
The opponent would lose the ability to fight back once struck, becoming completely at his mercy, a plaything in his hands.
He once struck a Sanctuary level cultivator, then toyed with him for more than ten minutes in his Domain.
That made his opponent have a mental breakdown. He killed him after his opponent went crazy.
He recalled that feeling, and he felt utterly excited.
Robin could sense the tip of the dark dagger piercing Wilbur at that el? moment. The spiritual energy and the spirit energy contained within the dark dagger would simultaneously erupt with only a little more penetration. The attack would incapacitate his opponent. However, a silver sun appeared before his eyes and temporarily blinded him. He lost his senses on the things around him. "What the hell?" Robin was flabbergasted.
Wilbur formed a silver fireball that was the size of a fist.
The fireball had runes on it. A powerful force created ripples in the surrounding darkness.
"This is impossible!" yelled Robin. He fought to step back and turned into a ball of dark mist that flew to the sky.
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