C340 Enchantment
"Evil creature, you still dare to spout nonsense." When the old monk saw that most of the people had died, he could not help but get angry.
Then a nine-ringed staff appeared in his hand and he swung it at him.
"Too slow." Lonelier shook his head and reached for the staff with one hand.
"Hmph, you dare to use your hands to receive it? You're courting death." The old monk sneered.
Bang
