Controlled Progress

Chapter 137: Controlled Progress

After landing in the stronghold, Mo Ran stepped on the broken blood giant's corpse and asked loudly, "Excuse me, which of you is the night elf?"

Not far away, several night elves who the two blood giants had pursued responded happily, "We are night elves. Are you the reinforcements?"

"Ah, you're the night elves. Then these big guys chasing you must be the enemy, right?" Mo Ran kicked the corpse under his feet. "Perfect, I hate giants!"

He seemed to have recalled some unpleasant scenes, and the hostility in his body intensified. He turned around, stepped on the ground, and rose into the air, rushing toward a blood giant. His Dharma Hand tore the flesh and blood armor apart to save the trapped night elves. Then he began to beat the blood giant.

The blood giant, which stood more than ten meters tall, was smashed into mincemeat with just a few punches, including its head and chest.