Flying Head Barbarian?
Su Ziyu flicked his fingers, and the ghost fire flying towards him instantly turned to ashes. As the opponent's pupils contracted, and they turned to escape, he vanished from his place, reappearing behind that grotesque head, gently cupping its skull.
"Don't kill me!"
"I serve Lady Needle! If you kill me! Lady Needle will surely avenge you!" The Flying Head Barbarian's entire head trembled.
Although Su Ziyu's fingers merely lightly clasped its skull, it had a feeling that if the opponent exerted even a little force, its brain would burst.
"Needle?" Su Ziyu twirled the Flying Head Barbarian in his hand.
Just like spinning a basketball in the palm. The Flying Head Barbarian's head spun in place seven thousand two hundred degrees, its blue face and fangs twisted purple.
Staring at the Flying Head Barbarian before him, Su Ziyu activated Mind Suggestion, saying, "Take me to her."
This is just a small minion.
