The towering and massive World God hovered above Mars, looking at the tiny ape guard in his palm, his voice booming like thunder: "Quite some skill, to free yourself like that?"
Then, he flipped his hand and flung the ape guard away.
Immediately, the twelve puppet warriors below surrounded it, catching the ape guard with web-like energy strands, binding it tightly again.
The puppet at the head of the battle group, resembling a middle-aged man, apologized at once: "Apologies, my lord. I didn't expect this person to have a powerful treasure as a trump card. We were caught off guard and he managed to break free."
The World God dissolved back into energy, and Lin Qing descended from the air, glancing at the ape guard casually: "After all, coming from a 1.9-level civilization, having some skills is quite normal."
