Sith's mouth erupted with a series of extremely shrill howls of agony. Under the effect of Orange Tier B-max, his life could be sustained, but it was truly a fate worse than death!
His heart and lungs ruptured, massive internal bleeding, and the pain from all his external wounds combined made him wish he could just die sooner!
"I'll ask you one last time." Ye Huan said coldly, "Where is Jiang Shishuang?"
"She's long gone to Hell. If you want to find her, why don't you go join her?" Sith snarled with a hideous face.
"I'm not interested in wasting words with you. If you tell the truth, I'll give you a quick end." Ye Huan's voice was emotionless, ice-cold.
"Heh, the offer is really tempting..."
Sith's face showed a hint of cruelty. Suddenly, he pressed his hands together, clapped them: "Eight Gates Escape Armor — Death Gate..."
"Death Gate? Eight Gates Escape Armor — Steel Gate, open!"
