Chapter: 844
Even though he was an assassin who was accustomed to pain, it was impossible for him to walk if one of his ankles had been cut off like this.
Baekrok took three or four pills from his chest and poured them into his mouth.
What he took were pills that could temporarily boost his vitality. While the pill could alleviate his pain and temporarily improve his vitality, the aftereffects were so severe that he preferred not to use it not unless he was in a crisis situation.
As he took three or four pills, the pain he felt from his wound instantly disappeared, and his whole body was full of energy.
However, his energized state was only temporary. He had to get out of this hellish place before the medicinal effects of the pills disappeared.
Baekrok ran to the escape route he had thought of in advance. Even with the broomstick tied around his foot as support, his movements were much clumsier than normal.
While the medicinal pill helped, his fear played a bigger role in pushing him to escape.
A Soul-Reaping Thread flew in and pierced through his intact ankle.
�Ugh!�
Baekrok let out a moan without knowing it.
Although he had been an active assassin for more than 20 years, he had never felt such extreme fear as now.
�Where did such a demon come from?
Pyo-wol was by no means a little frog.�
He was like a giant snake tethered to the well.
His size was beyond measure. The moment he decides to break the well and comes out into the world, an unbearable disaster will strike the world.
So before that could happen, Baekrok had to inform the Hundred Wraith Union of Pyo-wol�s existence.�
The information the Hundred Wraith Union had on Pyo-wol was just the tip of the iceberg. It was necessary to inform them of the reality of Pyo-wol so that they could make the necessary preparations against him.�
Baekrok ran frantically down to his retreat route.
From the huge boulevard to the alley, from the alley to the river, crossed the bridge again and passed through the slums.
It was the perfect space for all to erase their traces.
Even for an expert in tracking, it was not easy to track the spaces he passed in a short time.
Still, Baekrok was not relieved.
Pyo-wol, like himself, was an expert in tracking. If he can�t shake off Pyo-wol now, then he had no place for him to stay.�
Baekrok ran with all his might.
As he sprinted like that, he soon arrived at the outskirts of Chengdu.
The Min River could be seen in the distance.
The Min River is a huge river flowing around the outskirts of Chengdu, and was one of the four rivers from which the name Sichuan was derived.
Baekrok searched through the grass near the Min River. It was there where he hid a small boat.
Only by boarding the boat and traveling across on the Min River could he finally relax.
Fortunately enough, he didn�t find any difficulty in finding the boat. He had placed a mark that was easily recognizable. JrNovels.com
Baekrok took three or four pills from his chest and poured them into his mouth.
What he took were pills that could temporarily boost his vitality. While the pill could alleviate his pain and temporarily improve his vitality, the aftereffects were so severe that he preferred not to use it not unless he was in a crisis situation.
As he took three or four pills, the pain he felt from his wound instantly disappeared, and his whole body was full of energy.
However, his energized state was only temporary. He had to get out of this hellish place before the medicinal effects of the pills disappeared.
Baekrok ran to the escape route he had thought of in advance. Even with the broomstick tied around his foot as support, his movements were much clumsier than normal.
While the medicinal pill helped, his fear played a bigger role in pushing him to escape.
A Soul-Reaping Thread flew in and pierced through his intact ankle.
�Ugh!�
Baekrok let out a moan without knowing it.
Although he had been an active assassin for more than 20 years, he had never felt such extreme fear as now.
�Where did such a demon come from?
Pyo-wol was by no means a little frog.�
He was like a giant snake tethered to the well.
His size was beyond measure. The moment he decides to break the well and comes out into the world, an unbearable disaster will strike the world.
So before that could happen, Baekrok had to inform the Hundred Wraith Union of Pyo-wol�s existence.�
The information the Hundred Wraith Union had on Pyo-wol was just the tip of the iceberg. It was necessary to inform them of the reality of Pyo-wol so that they could make the necessary preparations against him.�
Baekrok ran frantically down to his retreat route.
From the huge boulevard to the alley, from the alley to the river, crossed the bridge again and passed through the slums.
It was the perfect space for all to erase their traces.
Even for an expert in tracking, it was not easy to track the spaces he passed in a short time.
Still, Baekrok was not relieved.
Pyo-wol, like himself, was an expert in tracking. If he can�t shake off Pyo-wol now, then he had no place for him to stay.�
Baekrok ran with all his might.
As he sprinted like that, he soon arrived at the outskirts of Chengdu.
The Min River could be seen in the distance.
The Min River is a huge river flowing around the outskirts of Chengdu, and was one of the four rivers from which the name Sichuan was derived.
Baekrok searched through the grass near the Min River. It was there where he hid a small boat.
Only by boarding the boat and traveling across on the Min River could he finally relax.
Fortunately enough, he didn�t find any difficulty in finding the boat. He had placed a mark that was easily recognizable. JrNovels.com
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