Mataga's Death

Lightning bolts crashed incessantly onto the mirror's surface.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The thunder was so immense that it even drew the attention of the Heavenly Realm fleet over a million meters away.

Yet the mirror Chen Yi had formed was even tougher than a sturdy shield.

The mirror's position was like an impassable chasm.

Only after every lightning bolt had struck did the first mirror shatter.

Chen Yi had formed a total of four such mirrors.

Compared to Antuen's brute-force attacks, this lightning was nothing much.

While Chen Yi resisted the lightning, Fire Dragon and Mataga had already exchanged dozens of blows in a short time.

No matter which direction Mataga attacked from, Fire Dragon could always evade and retaliate.

Mataga's shield was absent while he attacked.

After being slammed into the ground by Fire Dragon once again, Mataga had no choice but to Flash away from the follow-up attack.

"I underestimated the people of this world."

"But I won't do that again."

"Come forth, Evil Thought Body."

Three Magic Arrays were imprinted on the ground. At their centers were not intricate patterns, but enormous blood-red characters.

Those bloody characters nearly filled the entire Magic Arrays.

A figure was summoned from the center of the three Magic Arrays.

After noticing this from midair, Chen Yi fell into thought.

The opponent's aura had changed and now carried resentment. This was probably not a simple summoning; otherwise, their auras would not have fused.

The summoned Evil Thought Body had a ghostly form and an enormous body.

Its entire body seemed to burn with black flames, but they were not flames. They were resentment.

Its eyes were covered by something unknown.

The moment it appeared, it let out a massive roar.

It unleashed indiscriminate Emotion Attacks against everyone nearby.

The emotion carried by this