"What is this?" Wangzai Little Buns was somewhat surprised as she looked at the man in front of the space vortex.
However, she quickly gathered her thoughts: "The opponent's trapping methods were just a cover for their retreat?? No wonder we couldn't see their figures among those traps..."
"Everyone, charge forward, don't let that guy get away!"
Despite knowing that the opponent dared to wait for them there, likely being confident they could escape, Wangzai Little Buns was unwilling to give up.
After she finished speaking, Wangzai Little Buns rapidly flapped her wings, leaving a series of afterimages as she swiftly charged towards the space vortex.
The elf in front of the space vortex was none other than Salman, who created this magic.
Salman looked at the undead creatures rushing towards him from afar with a slight smile and then stepped into the space vortex, disappearing from view.
At the same time, the space vortex began to shrink rapidly.
