The Heavenly Demon Insects that had undergone Directed Mutation stood two meters tall, with a one-meter horn on their heads, like spears capable of piercing through all things.
The mutated Curse Insects had instead shrunk to ten centimeters. Yet the dark-attribute energy contained within their bodies had multiplied severalfold.
A Shadow Spike spat out by a single Curse Insect was enough to immobilize an ordinary Half-Dragon for three seconds.
In such fierce combat, three seconds of immobilization meant death.
The locusts' powerful reversal left the evil dragon dumbfounded.
What was going on? The locusts had been frail and weak just moments ago, yet in the blink of an eye, they were like they had swallowed strength pills, every one of them erupting with power as their strength increased dozens of times over.
What the fuck was this? Could someone explain it to him?
Yet Han Wu's strongest offensive was still to come.
A hundred Locust People that had undergone Directed Mutation appeared on the battlefield.
Each stood five meters tall, radiating a formidable aura. Holding massive bows, they fired at the Half-Dragons.
Their powerful arrows could often easily pierce through one Half-Dragon's body before continuing into the body of a second.
Even the Extraordinary Lifeform Half-Dragon warriors found it difficult to withstand such attacks.
Only the two Half-Dragon heroes could still hold out.
But there were simply too many Locust People of such strength.
There were a full hundred of them, each comparable to the lowest-ranked Heroic Lifeform.
Each Half-Dragon hero was, on average, being pelted from afar by fifty low-ranked Heroic Lifeforms.
This fight was simply impossible to continue.
The disparity was so obvious that, even though the evil dragon understood the consequences of losing this arena match,
he could only decisively admit defeat once more than half of