Li Yuqing had long known that Marshall could influence Mystic Arts, so the moment she saw the Golden Crow flock turn traitor, she immediately ended the power sustaining that Mystic Art.
The flock flying toward the Dragon Fighting General dissolved into the air, turning into sparks that drifted down among the ruins.
But with the flock gone, the flesh puppet was no longer restrained and immediately lunged forward.
At that moment, however, the Blazing Flame Dragon descended from the sky and pinned the flesh giant down with one claw. Its body then coiled around it segment by segment, and it opened its jaws to spew flames, scouring the giant.
The ruins immediately filled with the savory smell of roasting meat.
The flesh puppet was roasted thoroughly under the flames. Though it struggled desperately, it was useless.
Marshall knitted her brows tightly.
She had originally thought that since the weird object was a method employed by an Eastern cultivator, it would surely be affected by Nether Particles as well.
That way, even if the situation turned against her, she would still have a chance to maneuver or even defeat her opponent.
Yet she had never expected that the weird object would be immune even to Nether Particles.
As for the other mecha, it had also widened the distance, preventing her from influencing it.
How was she supposed to fight like this?
The woman snorted and immediately decided to retreat.
Although, after accommodating the projection, the Goddess of Love could influence even lifeless objects, the current situation was far too unfavorable for her. If she stayed any longer, she might be in danger.
Just as she was about to withdraw, a huge door forged from white bones suddenly appeared on the Battlefield.
The entire surface of the door had been assembled from