Chapter 980

Karl’s thought flashed through his mind for only an instant—because “Blackhand” was already pouncing again.

This time he was still wary of Karl’s monowire, so he kept circling around Karl’s perimeter, looking for an opening to surge in, strike once, and immediately disengage.

“Blackhand’s” attacks were unbelievably fast—faster than anything Karl had ever felt before. It was like being attacked by himself and Morgan Blackhand at the same time.