Ate and Slept

Snowbird Duel Arena.

In the spectator room, the bishop's expression sank slightly.

The Silver-level priest had not handled matters cleanly and efficiently, allowing Big Guy to knock down the gates and expose himself to countless spectators, which caused the bishop to lose face.

Damn it! The priest cursed inwardly, as Big Guy's resistance capability exceeded his imagination.

He took a deep breath and cast his most powerful divine art with all his might.

Big Guy stood foolishly in place without the slightest dodging movement, taking a direct hit.

The ferocious look on his face had completely dissipated, and his eyes were no longer red, revealing heavy doubt instead.

He turned his head to look around, as if asking inwardly, "Eh, why did I come here?"

"And where is this place?"

He turned around in a full circle, his expression growing even more blank.

He could not see a single familiar person or object. Originally, there had been San Dao and some other mercenaries here, but a short while ago, San Dao had already led people to leave this place and hurriedly rushed back to reinforce.

Big Guy was dumbfounded.

The priest behind and to the side of him widened his eyes, cold sweat seeping from his forehead.

"I just cast the divine art with all my might, right?"

"However, he was hit by the Sleep Divine Art, so why is there no reaction at all?"

"A normal person, no, a normal Silver-level would fall to the ground on the spot and fall asleep, you know."

"Just what kind of thing is this giant?"

"The Giant Race generally has very high magic resistance, I know that. But nobody ever said their divine art resistance was this high too!"

Just as the priest was doubting himself, Big Guy's body suddenly paused, his