However, after rushing forward and engaging Xiao Tianyang in their first exchange, they hurriedly retreated.
There was no other reason.
It was simply because Xiao Tianyang had taken out a short cannon.
More importantly, the sense of danger brewing within it was even greater than before, as though it was enough to blast several of them to pieces on the spot.
"Since you're all so enthusiastic, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
A mischievous smile appeared on Xiao Tianyang's face.
This was also one of the rare occasions when he joked with enemies on the battlefield.
Boom!
The cannon muzzle trembled, and a flash of fire burst forth!
Then, an iron ball the size of a fist flew out, its skull insignia representing a God of Death Missile!
"Fall back!"
The Fire Elementalist who had charged at the front earlier lost his composure somewhat. After roaring out, he rapidly retreated.
The reason he seemed flustered was that he had not considered the people behind him at all.
Putting protection aside for the moment.
What was with charging straight into them?
Of course, this was not solely his fault.
Once a God of Death Missile reached Destruction Grade, its very nature could exert a certain influence on the soul of whoever it locked onto.
Even someone who looked down on everything would feel fear in the face of death.
Unless one could truly ignore pain and calmly embrace death, it was unavoidable.
A certain component inside the God of Death Missile made use of that fear, then magnified it.
Otherwise, how could a Level 100 Elementalist sent to the Frontline lose his bearings so completely now?
The people knocked over behind him did not even have time to curse before they were greeted by that iron ball, which