Sickly green fel flames splashed everywhere, leaving trails of scorching heat in their wake. Their achievement was the Flame Demon's several-meter-tall body crashing to the ground.
"The boss is in the brush! They're preparing to challenge Lockmadon! Sigh, looks like we're going to lose..."
Already reduced to a ghostly state, the Flame Demon watched the Undead Priest's figure vanish into the fog. As he relayed the information to his teammates, he let out a helpless sigh.
He was simply too strong. This was the thought that inevitably arose in every customer's mind upon seeing the Undead Priest Luo Chuan had become.
From the very beginning of the match, when the first wave of Combat Puppets began clashing, the rhythm of battle had already fallen completely under Luo Chuan's control.
To the watching customers, Luo Chuan seemed to have activated a god's-eye view. Every time, he could seize the exact right moment, then expand his advantage like a snowball rolling downhill.
His four teammates felt incredibly relaxed, because whenever they encountered a critical moment of danger, Luo Chuan would appear within their sight.
But the five customers on the opposing side were being tortured beyond endurance. In their eyes, the skeleton wielding a Bone Staff, ghostly blue flames flickering in its sockets, was Death incarnate. Every appearance meant their lives would be harvested without mercy.
In short, their mentality was not far from collapsing completely. As for their initial thought of defeating Luo Chuan, it had long since vanished without a trace.
They looked toward the area where Lockmadon was located. Shrouded by fog, they could see only the surroundings, while bursts of combat occasionally rang out.
"What do we do? Even if we drag this out, there's basically no chance of winning."
"The boss's team should be challenging Lockmadon right