"You!" Lewis could not believe it, his vitality at this moment was truly slipping away, he was going to die, he was truly going to die.
Pfft, from within the wooden prison, countless sharp thorns grew out once more, instantly piercing Lewis's body, the drain on his vitality accelerated.
The next second, Lewis died completely, he lay on the ground, blood covering his entire body.
"He truly has no destiny luck." Seeing this, Alex's gaze flickered slightly.
A Half-Saint possessing destiny luck was extremely difficult to kill, but now, after Lewis died, there was no longer any destiny luck flowing from his body.
In other words, apart from himself, not a single Half-Saint in this place possessed destiny luck.
"Is this because of the True Dragon of Destiny?" Alex thought of his family's True Dragon of Destiny, in this place, he was the only one harboring destiny luck, even if it was just a trace, he still possessed it.
