Many people, due to a momentary advantage, end up losing the entire battle. Their narrow vision and arrogant attitude lead to their downfall.
Equipment and strength alone cannot determine the true direction of a battle.
Watching his son's face gradually become clearer, Canyue breathed a sigh of relief.
Though there had been many twists and turns, in the end, at least he had won too much.
"Hahahaha, Leozi junior, you're still too green—the final victor is me!"
Canyue ran up to Mo Zilan, and at the next moment, the heavy pressure of gravity suddenly fell upon him.
For him, this naturally didn't count as much. With the advantage of Charm, this level of oppression was not enough to make him kneel.
Just as Canyue quickly ran up the steps, a flash of joy and relief appeared in Mo Zilan's eyes.
—But his son Mo Zilan was only an ordinary Gamma Rank person.
The next moment, his body instantly shattered and fragmented.
Splatter!
