Chapter 369 Petty Trick
- Whoosh!
- At that moment, the purple-black threads seemed to come alive, writhing like serpents. Just as Eric's fist was about to land, the threads coiled around his arm with unnatural precision. In the blink of an eye, the threads twisted upward and tightly bound his other wrist as well, locking both his arms in place.
- Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!