What does a BOSS want after making a grand appearance, showcasing its majesty, and delivering its lines?
Of course, it desires an epic battle that shakes the heavens and earth, ideally resulting in absolute destruction and an unending fight.
However... right now, Glass might have the lines of a BOSS but lacks the aura of one.
As for her current state, it's far from that of a BOSS.
"Boom!!"
The cliff collapsed, and Glass flew out, hitting the ground hard. She rolled several times before coming to a stop. Her face was pale, her clothes tattered, looking like an extra in the opening of a movie being chased by a monster.
"What's wrong? Weren't you shouting loudly just now? Keep going?"
Fang Zheng strode out from beneath the collapsed cliff, gripping his shield axe tightly in his right hand, surrounded by the roaring Primordial Fire, looking like a reborn Terminator pursuing an unarmed extra.
"Ugh.....!"
