Following closely,
Matthew activated the Tauren Domain, and shouted towards Beckman:
"Borrow it for a bit!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
His magic sword emitted a mournful sound.
Meanwhile, the Tong Luo God Sword in Beckman's hands showed no response.
Beckman sneered:
"Want the sword in my hands?"
"You are the greediest spellcaster I've ever met!"
"This Divine Sword, named 'Molokoti,' can only be controlled by the Tong Luo God Race; even if you took it, you wouldn't be able to use it!"
Matthew, disbelieving, continued to shout:
"Borrow it for a bit!"
"Rest forever in the shadows!"
Beckman raised 'Molokoti,' his figure split into eight, attacking Matthew from various angles.
In an instant,
Matthew could hardly discern which was the real Tong Luo God Sword or which was Beckman's true figure!
Reason told him,
He should dodge the brunt for now.
However, a strong impulse surged from deep within him—
He clenched his magic sword and then closed his eyes.
In a pitch-black perception,
