Watching the man emerge from his hiding place, Liu Zhi realized he had underestimated divine players.
He had thought having a plane as his backing was the limit. Most divine players operated the same way.
But he had never imagined that the player from the desert plane could take things this far. He had transformed the entire plane into a sphinx. Now the sphinx had only poked its head out of the sand, yet its size was already enough to shock Liu Zhi.
There was no need to describe the sphinx's full size. Its eyes were as big as the pyramids in the sky—that alone gave a good idea of its scale.
At the same time, the player glanced irritably at Rasha in the sky, then shook his head helplessly.
The sphinx opened its mouth and roared at the sky.
With that roar, a strange wave rippled out from the sphinx.
The aura Liu Zhi had drawn down was scattered by the wave. Then a repulsive force began to emerge from the plane. Mixed with some death energy, it swept up the scattered natural energy and sent it into the star domain.
Wang Liang saw all of it.
He immediately understood how the sphinx had done it.
When the sphinx scattered the natural energy, it had severed the connection between that plane and the natural energy following it.
Once that connection was severed, all that remained was to make up the equivalent amount of undead energy, mix the two kinds of energy, and send them into the star domain. Then everything would be resolved.
Liu Zhi had understood what was happening and was about to do the same when the mummy took off the golden mask on his head. His withered face turned toward the sky and smiled.
The gesture