Hiss hiss...
The flames on the Balrog seemed to be drawn away, rapidly streaming into Pyro's palm.
Feeling its power drain away, the Balrog flew into a rage and yanked a massive axe from the ground before hurling it at Pyro.
"Katie." Piotr gave Shadowcat a look.
"Got it." Katie immediately ran over to Pyro and placed a hand on his shoulder.
The massive axe passed straight through their bodies without resistance, yet caused no harm whatsoever.
"Got it." Pyro clenched his fist excitedly, while the Balrog coughed violently. The flames on its body nearly went out, leaving only scattered sparks that gave off a pungent smell.
Iceman immediately stepped forward. An extreme wave of cold erupted from his hands, and even his arms turned into solid ice.
The freezing air nearly froze the Balrog from the inside out. It let out an unwilling roar, then fell stiffly to the ground and shattered into a pile of icy fragments...
The military had also urgently deployed the nearest troops. Fighter jets soared into the sky one after another, relentlessly blanketing the ground with firepower.
Vast swathes of Hell creatures were reduced to ashes in the flames, yet more still charged forward without pause.
The general in command watched the battle on the screen, his tense eyes filled with ambition.
This battle was extremely dangerous, but it also meant tremendous military merit. If they won—no, as long as they did not lose—their positions could rise another step.
Besides, they did not believe they would lose. After learning that Saint Vangansa had become a den of demons, nearly every military commander had voted in favor of deploying a Nuclear Bomb, one powerful enough to destroy Saint Vangansa and everything within hundreds of kilometers around it.
To the military, this was not only