"Is this all you can do?"
The Spiritualist holding the war axe taunted, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said, "I thought your power was much stronger, worth my effort to deal with. I wonder how those previous Tier Two were killed... maybe they were all trash."
The Old Beast Monarch said nothing, only swinging the great sword in his hand, dodging with extreme skill.
Although the Spiritualist was taunting on the surface, in reality, his combat was extremely cautious. The movements of his swinging war axe were very careful, never showing a flaw, and he was not in a hurry to secure victory, just slowly wearing down his opponent.
Because he knew, the opponent's weapon didn't have much durability left, so there was no need to rush.
In this intense battle, the opponent's mindset would inevitably be affected, and all he needed to do was to escalate that effect.
However...
This seemed to have little effect.
"Clang!"
