Qin Chuan stood at the center of the yellow-green fog. The corrosive currents that could melt an Upper God's bones into scraps slammed into his pure-black trench coat, producing dull thuds.
With 90% Absolute Mitigation and his base defense, he forcibly kept the poisonous mist carrying Divine Damage outside his defenses.
Not only had he lost no health, but the passive effect of [Darkness That Swallows Light] was even slowly converting the poisonous gas into shield points.
True God of Poison Bone watched this scene, the green Meatball's eye spinning rapidly.
"Keep pretending! You're still pretending!" True God of Poison Bone slammed his staff heavily against the deck. "You're forcibly overdrawing your Origin Essence to maintain the shield? I want to see how many seconds you can last in this state! Bone Wing Army, advance! Drain his last drop of Divine Might!"
Seven or eight White Bone Warships opened their hatches wide.
Hundreds of thousands of monsters covered in bone spines and dripping with pus burst out with flapping wings.
This group of Scavengers had nothing like Heaven Country's neat, uniform battle formation. Their fighting style was chaotic, but under the cover of the poisonous mist, they moved incredibly fast.
On the high ground behind them, Season Star stood beneath the mecha's shield and shouted over the regional channel.
"Take off all your gas masks! This stuff targets the soul and laws, so physical filtration is useless! Take potions with purification effects. If you don't have any, fall back! Don't get in the boss's way!"
Dragon Soaring World shoved a handful of Advanced Purification Grass into his mouth and stomped around with his greatsword raised. "Damn it, I had just set my sights on the gold-trimmed gauntlet of a Six-Winged Angel. After this lousy fog swept over it, it turned