"Should we deploy the special forces?" Liu Jie asked.
Ruyue Taishan said, "I suggest we wait and see. It would be best if we could figure out Lu Yang's true strength first."
Yaowu Yangwei said, "I disagree with Ruyue Taishan. Since this is already a fight to the death, we might as well go all the way. Wipe out Lu Yang's five million troops here first and let him see just how strong we really are."
Liu Jie had been thinking the same thing. Yaowu Yangwei had voiced exactly what was on his mind. "Demon Warlock Legion, use crowd control on their special classes."
"Yes."
Several beast-tribe players rushed onto the battlefield. From over six hundred yards away, they fired black beams at De Bu Chang Shi and the druids casting Rain of Tranquility.
"Demon Flame!"
Black light instantly rose from De Bu Chang Shi's body, and his health rapidly dropped by 2,000 points per second. At the same time, his spell was interrupted.
System Notification: You have been afflicted by Demon Flame. You cannot cast skills for 1 minute.
"Quick, heal me!" De Bu Chang Shi shouted.
The nearby healers noticed the problem with De Bu Chang Shi and the others and hurriedly restored their health. His health was brought back up when he had only 3,000 points remaining.
He looked around and discovered that the other druids casting Rain of Tranquility had suffered the same special spell attack. He called Lu Yang. "Boss, the enemy's special unit has appeared. They have a skill called Demon Flame. Once it hits, you can't cast spells for one minute, and you lose 2,000 health per second."
"Fall back. Continue controlling the weather from the rear," Lu Yang said with a sneer, staring at Liu Jie atop the distant mountain.