That powerful force had almost become a special law; it was clearly striking the avatar, yet it felt like a loud slap directly on the true form.
After that big stick batted the avatar's head away like playing baseball the second time, it no longer struggled, and simply perished, turning into a pile of unspiritual loose sand.
It slipped away.
Certainly couldn't win, but could still avoid it.
However, before completely leaving, it still maintained its character setting.
The body can be honest, but the mouth must be tough.
"I, I will definitely be back..."
The formless sandy soil squirmed, leaving only an incomplete mouth, still provoking relentlessly.
"This time I was careless, didn't dodge! Next time! Next time I will definitely defeat you!"
"And!"
"Even if you hide them, I will surely find them!!!"
"I will definitely... pfft!"
The facts proved.
No matter how tough the mouth is, it can't withstand a big swipe.
