Fire?

The seemingly impregnable barrier began to shake violently once again.

The Seraph, in whom Kong Haoyue had placed his hopes, exchanged a punch with the Fire Dragon dozens of thousands of meters away.

The large and small figures were both forced back slightly before continuing their battle.

Warned by Battle Instinct, the Fire Dragon had already begun to evade the instant the Sword of Blazing Sun swung down.

It kicked off the blade and instantly arrived beside the Seraph's head.

The muscles in the Fire Dragon's arm tensed as Battle Qi rapidly gathered.

A full-power punch!

The Seraph's massive head visibly caved in beneath the blow.

Nearly half its face was shattered.

The Fire Dragon was also swatted away as though it were a mosquito.

Dealing 1,000 damage while taking 1,200.

But with Chuka's aura and healing, the battle damage was forcibly brought back to dealing 1,000 and taking 1,000.

Kong Haoyue withdrew his gaze. There was simply no way to return and provide support under these circumstances.

"Where's the Genjutsu team?"

"It's useless. Completely useless."

The corners of the eyes of the players with scarlet eyes were all streaming with Blood Tears.

They had tried to use the Sharingan's abilities to pull Chen Yi into a Genjutsu together.

But Chen Yi's mental barrier was like an impregnable wall.

No matter how much Pupil Power they consumed, they could not budge it in the slightest.

Chen Yi had not even noticed that someone had used Genjutsu on him.

The prerequisite for using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds was having those four ounces in the first place.

Judging from the distortion of the barrier, the ten seconds Flame Five needed would likely be difficult to endure.

Kong Haoyue said, "All tank players who haven't handed in Resurrection Coins, go