The violent roar of naval artillery rang out, and a brutal battle erupted in an instant.
The Giant Worm and the Purple Jar Fallen Fire User had an obvious objective: kill Brother Yu, or at the very least exhaust the Dead Fire power he controlled.
Thus, facing the siege of the three players, they did everything they could to break through the line and continue their pursuit of Brother Yu.
However, Brother Aotian and the others understood their goal just as well. Naturally, they would not let them have their way. They unleashed their full firepower as well, clinging tightly to them and refusing to let them advance even a single step.
After a period of self-repair, the Purple Jar Fallen Fire User's body had finally recovered. Of course, more than half of his stamina and Warfire had been spent, and his combat strength had fallen sharply.
Under normal circumstances, he would have fled long ago. There was practically no chance of winning this battle anymore.
However, things had reached this point. He understood that in this life-or-death struggle, there was no longer any path of retreat.
The Giant Worm had forcibly dragged him onto the battlefield. Even if he wanted to run now, the players would not allow it.
So he began a trapped beast's final struggle, driven to desperate measures as he gambled on that last sliver of survival.
"You damned heretical Candle Spirits—"
"Take a good look at this future—Annihilation World!"
With a hoarse, desperate roar, the Purple Jar Fallen Fire User compressed all the Warfire across his body to the extreme and poured it into the clay jar atop his head, seemingly brewing something terrifying.
Brother Aotian noticed the sudden development immediately and tried to interrupt him.
Seeing that his unreliable ally had finally begun fighting