Rofort, who was at the side, was in no better state. He was already heavily injured and was being suppressed by the aura. His aura was getting weaker and weaker.
"Sigh!"
Rofort sighed. "If I knew this was going to happen, I would have brought you away earlier. Unfortunately, all these things exceeded my expectations and things have progressed to this stage. There's nothing I can do."
Wang Teng remained silent. In the end, he said, "Don't blame yourself. Who would have thought that there's such a terrifying presence sealed below the abyss? It's showing signs of revival."
"Even the god-stage martial warriors from the secondary profession alliance didn't notice it, much less us."
Rofort shook his head and looked at the young man beside him. This was undoubtedly an unparalleled talent. He was supposed to give off a dazzling glow and stand shoulder to shoulder with the god stage in the future, becoming the pillar of the human race. Was he going to die here?
Rofort was responsible!
