C895 Great War X

"Puff …"

A wound that was ten meters long was formed, but there was no blood.

To the 'Ten' that was now a few hundred meters tall, this injury was nothing to worry about.

"Boom …"

The ancient man let out a muffled groan. His thin and small body was like a kite with its string cut, fiercely smashing against the wall and knocking over the stone house.

'Ten 'was about to land a foot