Several exotic beasts close to the Woolly Mammoth were incredibly unlucky. They were caught in the splash of plasma and fell to the ground, gravely wounded.
Their bodies twitched nonstop, and their Spiritual Energy rapidly weakened. They clearly wouldn't live much longer.
The once-aggressive beast horde instantly lost all morale at the sight of the Plasma Cannon's power.
They stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with terror. Some even began to retreat.
"Kill them!"
Seeing that the strongest beast, the Woolly Mammoth, was dead, the burly Beast Hunter immediately roared. His voice shook the leaves around them.
At the order to attack, the Beast Hunters, who had been waiting in formation, charged at once, rushing toward the beasts just a stone's throw away.
"Don't fight alone. Form a perimeter and wipe them out!"
The burly Beast Hunter, commanding the battle, shouted a reminder.
The charging Beast Hunters formed a perimeter according to plan, moving with speed and precision. They quickly surrounded all the demoralized beasts.
Then the Beast Hunters steadily tightened the circle, splitting the beasts into smaller groups and surrounding them, outnumbering each one.
Some Beast Hunters swung their broadswords at the beasts' necks, while others thrust their spears into their bodies.
One beast after another fell beneath their attacks, and blood stained the earth.
"Gulp." Mu Qi and Zhang Zhao stared wide-eyed, their faces full of shock. The image of themselves being hit by the Plasma Cannon involuntarily appeared in their minds, and they swallowed nervously.
Zhang Zhao's voice trembled as he said, "This Plasma Cannon is terrifying. If I took a direct hit, I'd be carbonized on the spot."
His body quivered slightly, his eyes filled with fear.
Mu Qi nodded gravely and whispered, "Yeah. This Plasma Cannon really lives up to its reputation. Even a