The front hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Zange, Ayana, and the others all watched with wary eyes.
Among the seven, Ice Armor was the most durable. Zange held a short staff about a meter long, covered in engraved patterns. It was a weapon bestowed upon him by the Lizard Clan Elder, and it had been passed down within the Lizard Clan for many years.
The short staff was called 'Sinfall.' It had two properties: indestructibility, and the ability to reduce an enemy's strength and speed with every hit, while increasing the wielder's own strength and speed.
Of the remaining five, Oufu was an assassin. The fat dwarf could fight at both long and close range. He held a metal tube as thick as an arm, which looked like a primitive firearm engraved with spell formations.
The remaining two, Ayana and the Lizard Clan Elder, were both long-range mystics. One wielded the power of the aurora, while the other controlled the power of crystals.
As for the last one, Sister Ta, she could sense and restrict an enemy's movements, as well as induce sleep.
Seven against one. Zange felt somewhat ashamed as he held his short staff, but when he thought of how this was for the sake of the entire Azure Sky Continent, his shame vanished without a trace.
"Ah, looks like you're surrounded."
A curve lifted Ayana's red lips. The Ice Lord in the Frozen Palace Hall had already been defeated, and she could no longer suppress the smile on her face. She wanted to make him suffer a hundred or even a thousand times the misfortune and pain she had endured.
Su Xiao looked around. He had not gone all out for some time, so he checked his current Mana. It was