After several Stinking Cloud Spells were cast in succession, the battlefield had descended into utter chaos, with shouts and retching intertwined.
At a glance, the ogres caught within the spell ranges looked as though they had diarrhea, sprawled weakly on the ground or desperately clutching nearby companions to stay upright.
The Earth humans' offensive grew fiercer, but whenever they attacked, they paid close attention to the edges of the fog, making sure not to wander in.
"Captain."
At that moment, Zheng Xinyun smoothly cut down an ogre beside her.
Though her face had been splattered with quite a bit of ogre blood, it only added to her gallant, rose-like bearing.
With Humanity's Paradise in her hands, she cut down ogres as easily as chopping vegetables.
Yun'er turned her head and asked, "Couldn't you just use Fireball to deal with these ogres?"
In theory, Fireball had the same area of effect as the Web Spell and Stinking Cloud Spell from earlier.
If it could make people sick, it could naturally also inflict the scorching damage of flames upon the ogres.
She was even more certain that Zhao Xu had ways to stack damage and kill these monsters in a single blow.
Zhao Xu shook his head. "If you think that way, then why would I have you use swords to fight these ogres head-on?"
"Haven't you felt the improvement that comes from fighting between life and death? I've already gone overboard by leaving these ogres half-dead for you. If I made it any easier, do you think you'd still gain anything?"
Only then did Yun'er understand her captain's true intention, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Still, she had to admit that all that wild chopping just now had felt incredibly satisfying. Whoever she struck went down, like playing a