Chapter 1800: Badly Injured

If the toxic gas engulfed an ordinary person, the person would have melted into a pile of blood, but not Michael. The Great Elder knew Michael must have received new techniques in the tomb, and it would be impossible to kill him. "In this case, I have to go all out." The Great Elder's gaze was grim. He no longer hesitated and planned to use his deadliest attack to kill Michael. He ripped off his clothes, revealing his upper body, and then slapped his chest hard. Ten pitch-black needles popped...