After the brief clash, the Rank Eight centipedes cautiously closed in as well.
Seeing this, Hudson was not angered. Instead, he smiled faintly.
Understanding his intent, Maxim flicked his dragon tail and instantly carried Hudson outside the encirclement, casually sending two unlucky centipedes blocking the way on their journey to the afterlife.
Having escaped one encirclement, the man, dragon, and bear stopped tangling with the enemy Holy Domain fighters and instead began a hunting game along the edge of the net.
Relying on their superior speed, more than a dozen powerful centipedes were killed in a short time, while the wounded were too numerous to count.
"Shameless!"
Venerable Golan cursed.
However, no one responded.
For Holy Domain experts, avoiding battle with equals just to slaughter Rank Eight fighters was indeed somewhat disgraceful.
But organizing a large number of experts to gang up on someone was even more despised.
With all his attention on Hudson, Venerable Golan revealed a flaw in his rage.
"Careful, the enemy has hidden experts!"
Venerable Saiyam hurriedly warned from behind him.
Unfortunately, Holy Domain ambushes always happened in an instant. The moment he spoke, two attacks had already reached Venerable Golan.
At the critical moment, Venerable Golan could only defend himself passively.
Caught off guard, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was hurled dozens of meters away.
Just as he tried to steady himself, a sudden force of gravity descended upon him, dragging him straight from the sky and smashing a huge crater into the ground.
Already injured, Venerable Golan had barely begun to rise when his vision went dark. His body was already caught in a bear paw.
Crack, crack... After a series of sounds, another puddle of minced flesh appeared on the battlefield.
The entire sequence happened in one fluid motion, forcing