After the last word, Sherman rushed into the formation that Darryl had deployed.
Sherman had made up his mind. He would help Vincent catch Darryl and then go after Sofia. After all, it was easy to deal with Darryl since he had no strength at all.
However, he was wrong.
What happened? Damn it!
Sherman was shocked after entering the formation. He felt as if the tree in front of him could move. There were always several trees between him and Darryl, no matter how fast he sped up.
"Senior Brother!"
Astonished, Sherman could not help but ask Vincent, who was nearby, "What is going on? Why are the trees in the area so strange?"
"I know." With a sullen face, Vincent said, "If it weren't for the weird trees around me, I would not have asked you to come in and help me."
They talked briefly while trying to catch up to Darryl. What depressed them was that no matter how the two cooperated, they were still a few meters away from Darryl.
Vincent and Sherman had no idea they were trapped in a formation at the time. That formation appeared simple, but it contained over a hundred changes once deployed. They would never be able to figure it out unless they knew the solution.
Darryl smiled as he saw the two men's angry expressions, and his mood was indescribably happy.
Did those two idiots not realize they were trapped?
Darryl strolled out of the formation, laughing at Vincent as he did so. "Is that the full extent of your sect's strength? It doesn't look promising.
"You can't even catch me, a person without strength. What good are you?"
Darryl sat leisurely on a stone outside the forest while speaking. Sofia should have gone far at that point. He could finally have some fun with those two men without anything or anyone holding him back.
Damn it!
Vincent and Sherman were already irritated, and when they heard Darryl mocking them, they became even angrier.
"You're courting death." Vincent roared and tried several times to break free from the formation.
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