For these Doomsday Generals, attacking had never been the goal. Being held at a stalemate by the Players they had originally lost over there—that was their greatest humiliation.
When the twentieth minute arrived, within Ink Ancestor's Chessboard Domain, the Doomsday Generals who had originally been scattered apart all gathered together.
—It had to be said, Bone Armor was very clever.
Only those low-level Doomsday Modified Creatures had fallen into that rampage. Existences at their level still retained their self-awareness, but in practice, they had all put on an act of madness.
Thanks to their highly convincing performance, West Pavilion Gardener and the others had lowered their guard. After all, it went without saying which was easier to deal with: an intelligent enemy or a Beast driven mad.
Domain Skills were not omnipotent. Once they exceeded the limit the Skill itself could bear, the domain would shatter from within like a bubble.
Through more than twenty minutes of probing, they had already found the weakest link in the defensive line blocking their advance.
They hid among the hordes of low-level Monsters, then found an opportunity to strike together. Thus, in only one or two short seconds, Ink Ancestor's domain shattered with a thunderous crash.
They had no intention of paying any attention to the pale-faced Ink Ancestor, nor did they even have the slightest interest in attacking him. Once the domain blocking their advance shattered, they surged into the inner perimeter like a tidal wave.
However, Bai Zhi was even faster than them.
The instant Ink Ancestor's domain shattered, a brand-new domain descended upon the battlefield once more.
The moment that domain covered the battlefield, everyone—including those Doomsday Generals—came to an involuntary halt, frozen in place in all sorts of strange poses, unable to move.
—It was an even more powerful