Team Wiped Out

Su Xiao aimed the Ghost Hunter at the dwarf lying on the ground. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a familiar sound of something tearing through the air came from above.

Having grown familiar with the battlefield, Su Xiao knew what it was without looking. That unique sound could only belong to a Green Phosphorus Fire Molotov.

That was exactly what it was. A Green Phosphorus Fire Molotov the size of a water vat came flying in a parabola. Based on Su Xiao's initial estimate, it would likely crash down a few meters away from him.

The power of green phosphorus fire was obvious to all. What was more, a new wave of tribal troops had already surrounded Su Xiao. Once the Green Phosphorus Fire Molotov hit the ground, it would be extremely difficult for him to leave the area engulfed in green phosphorus fire. Realizing this, he simply abandoned his attempt to kill the dwarf on the ground and instead aimed the Ghost Hunter at the Green Phosphorus Fire Molotov in midair.

The Green Phosphorus Fire Molotov spun through the air, greatly increasing the difficulty of aiming.

"Kill him!"

"avenge our fallen brothers!"

"Hold him down! The green phosphorus bottle is coming! Let's die together!"

The surrounding orcs and dwarves charged forward, their eyes full of hatred, as if they wanted to tear Su Xiao apart and devour him.

More than a dozen tribal troops rushed toward him, yet Su Xiao maintained his raised-crossbow stance. His breathing slowed, and the crossbow's sight barely wavered. At that moment, he heard only his own breathing; he ignored the roars of the tribal troops.

He pulled the crossbow's trigger. The bowstring gave a faint snap, and a crossbow bolt formed from energy shot out.

The energy crossbow bolt flew