Chapter 566: Confining Space

A group of figures raced forward, streaking through the sky like bolts of lightning. “Damn it, these bastards! One day, I'm definitely gonna make you feel the same pain!” Gene Mormont muttered under his breath. He had been on the run for three days, nearly exhausting his stock of elixirs. He would have been done for if not for the Golden-winged Roc technique. It let him absorb energy from elixirs and spiritual herbs directly. Of course, without the speed of the Golden-winged Roc technique and...