Edel saw this flying sword circling Ning Fan continuously, and his heart felt cold.
The Duke had entrusted him with this top-secret weapon, which was very precious. Who would have thought that after taking it out, it would be circling Ning Fan and refuse to leave?
Now seeing it in such a state, Edel couldn't help but feel a bit envious. Clearly, when he held it, it didn't react at all!
He had just felt the claw becoming restless, thinking it wanted to battle the enemy for three hundred rounds. Who knew it would directly defect, and in such a sycophantic manner? How could they save face now?
Regardless, he understood that they had lost, with their top-secret weapon gone, and his companions were either injured or lying down, defeated by Ning Fan.
Their current posture was utterly embarrassing, while Ning Fan remained as inscrutable as ever, without a scratch.
Edel bit his lip, suddenly gathering all his martial prowess, and desperately dashed towards Winnie.
