On this journey, Long Yan has actually already engaged in combat with many things, possibly spirits, ghosts, cultivators, mercenaries, and beasts possessing different powers, but as for what's inside the black armor before him, even Long Yan is a bit at a loss; what exactly is this thing?
There's only one thing Long Yan can be certain of: this thing is definitely not a named human entity. In those crimson eyes, there's not even a trace of animal nature. Though the blood is indeed bright red, it absolutely cannot be a human existence.
Just as Long Yan constantly pondered what exactly was inside the black armor in his mind, several long knives slashed toward him. Helplessly, Long Yan had to raise the Magic Gun in his hand above his head. It seems the task of figuring out what these things are and then finding a way to deal with them is thoroughly dashed.
