The black space took on the shape of a human-sized form, which then shrank to about one foot, resembling a larger sphere. Nobody could survive given that size.
Seeing the situation, Roman silently breathed a sigh of relief. After this attack, he could only go all out two more times.
If he couldn't kill Francis this time, he would have to strike again, which meant he would have only one more chance to use his full strength. In that case, would he still be able to suppress the other four ghost kings?
After all, they still hadn't made their stance clear.
Although having two chances instead of one may seem like only a slight increase, it actually granted Roman a bit more hope for survival. If there was only one chance left, then everything would depend on the four ghost kings not putting up a fight.
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