Chapter: 842

Baekrok�s eyes suddenly saw a small entrance on the floor. It looked like an emergency passage.

�That little rat! He escaped there.�

Without hesitation, Baekrok flew through the emergency passage.

Puk!

At that moment, Baekrok felt a tear in his ankle.

Something pierced his ankle.

Kwadang!

Baekrok was floating on the floor.

�What?�

Baekrok got up quickly and looked at his ankles. Then, through the thick smoke, he saw a softly shining thread piercing his ankle.

Baekrok swung his rapier without even having time to check the true nature of the thread.

He had to prioritize freeing himself.

Toeng!

But his sword bounced off from the thread.

�What?�

Baekrok was astonished.

Because it was beyond his common sense.

�AH!�

He struggled, trying to cut the thread through his ankle once more.

But yet again, his rapier bounced back in vain.

It was then that Baekrok discovered that the softly shining thread was not an object like a silver thread, but an aggregate of qi.

The intangible qi had a tangible substance like a thread and was directly exercising its power.

Even at that moment, Baekrok�s body was being dragged along. It is a place where harmony and poison are still raging.

His eyes were tingling and his throat was stuffy, even though he took the antidote. If he wasted any more time than this, he could not guarantee his survival.

Tears flowed while he covered his eyes.

He could see someone�s face.

He was showing an unshaken figure even in the sea of ??the Fire Soul Poison.

It was Pyo-wol.

�How?�

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