305: Thanks to All the Big Spenders!

Orson's expression darkened. He remained eerily calm, quickly reaching out with his left hand to grab the fallen staff.

Suppressing his anger, he knew it would be unwise to engage in a one-on-six battle up close.

"Enemies... must be eradicated!"

The Crimson Lizard King let out a draconic growl, dark energy radiating from its body as ancient willpower awakened on its own. A wave of overwhelming rage emanated toward Orson.

"Calm down, revenge cannot be delayed!" Orson suppressed his murderous intent and managed to control the Crimson Lizard King, steering it toward the space corridor while turning his back on the situation. He swiped the staff, recalling the Crimson Lizard King back into the Battle Space, and dove into a corridor barely two meters wide.

In an instant, he was 40 kilometers away.