Suppression
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the same time, Fang Heng, who had been suppressing the fluctuations in his sea of consciousness, now felt extremely comfortable!
It was as refreshing as drinking a bottle of Corolla after running 500 meters in the middle of summer!
Bathed in the Holy Light, his limbs and bones felt unprecedentedly refreshed!
However, it was not enough!
His sea of consciousness was still on the verge of losing control.
Archbishop Hilufei kept a close eye on Fang Heng's condition and said sternly, "Now! He is already suppressed! Hurry!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!!!
As soon as she finished speaking, the three red-robed bishops flew up and quickly approached Fang Heng.
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes and almost subconsciously tried to think of a way to dodge. Just as he moved, he suddenly realized the special shackles on the three red-robed bishops.
The holy power ripple he sensed from the chains was very similar to the fluctuations of the great magic array.