Chapter 1298: A Saint Son Falls

"Die!" Modingzi wanted to end the fight quickly. He had no intention of wasting any more time. The little mouse was frighteningly tenacious, and the longer this dragged on, the greater the chance something would go wrong. Modingzi blurred forward and swung his staff. Space split apart as the weapon slammed into the little mouse, catching it completely off guard and sending it flying. Camden Ford moved to intervene, but Modingzi's staff forced him back. As Camden retreated, Modingzi's staff blazed...