This was no longer the villain he had faced in the game; it was the arch-villain An Qixiu had once confronted.
His grip on the Shadow Hong Saber was very tight, and as he looked at the Dark Alien Race sweeping in like a flood, Wang Mu felt a faint chill in his heart.
At some point, a hand gently took Wang Mu's palm. "Don't be afraid." Heroine Yan's voice, though still cold, made Wang Mu pause. "You've already done well enough... What comes next..."
Wang Mu narrowed his eyes. "Don't say it. I know what you want to do... I won't allow it."
Heroine Yan fell silent.
Wang Mu took a deep breath. "I... still have a way..."
Heroine Yan thought, If he truly had another way, he would have used it by now.
Piao Miaoxu also laughed, her battered body making her look like a loser.
Wang Mu suddenly gripped the Shadow Hong Saber tightly. As the Evil Qi within him began to surge uncontrollably, he swung it, but the saber flew from his grasp as if repelled by some force.
