The movements are faster, smoother—
The warrior, one of the Ten Kings, paused for a moment before realizing what he had seen. "The City Defense Force is here, Chairman. Should we lend a hand?" The official was asking from behind, but Odin didn't look back, simply leaped off the terrace and flew out.
At that moment,
Fang Hong shot out his flying claws for the last time, landing above the heads of those kidnappers.
The latter obviously noticed Fang Hong early on and couldn't help but scream: "He's here!" Anyone who saw someone using such a method would be greatly shocked, flying claws weaving back and forth on the rooftops—this sight was far beyond their imagination.
After all, this wasn't the Second World; such flashy operations were nowhere to be found—
Moreover, they had already learned from their fallen companions that the opponent was not easy to handle, and their previous psychological advantage was now completely gone.