Boom! Boom! The ceiling was completely blasted open. Several people stared at Chen Fan with grim expressions. Though that exchange had only been a probing attack, this man had stood there and forcibly taken all of their attacks head-on. They all knew exactly how much strength they had used.
"I never expected someone this powerful to exist. It looks like we have to attack together. We don't need to kill him, just kill Nangong Natsuki. She can't use magic right now. If we don't kill her now, we'll never get another chance. Go all out," the woman said sternly.
"You don't need to tell us that, bastard!" said the thug-like man, the one who wielded the power of wind. Boom! Magic power surged through his body, and blue-white light burst from him. Two translucent pale-blue arms appeared behind his back, making him seem as though he had six arms.
The ascetic-looking man who had implanted the Flame Spirit into himself burned even more fiercely, clearly increasing both his strength and magical output.
Golden light also radiated from the man holding the greatsword, like the battle aura of legend.
The four of them took up positions in four different directions. "Go! Poison Needle Bees!" A mass of blood suddenly appeared in the woman's hand, then transformed into a swarm of enormous bees made of blood.
"Did that last attack give you the wrong impression? It seems you still haven't clearly realized the gap between us," Chen Fan said blandly.
The four joined forces and attacked Chen Fan, but all of their attacks targeted Nangong Natsuki. Clearly, dealing with Chen Fan would waste far too much effort. Only by killing Nangong Natsuki as soon as possible could they truly be free.
The faint barrier around Chen Fan looked as though it could