Flame? Mental Storm?
Wither?!
After rushing into the air and briefly escaping the Insect-Men's encirclement, Lin An quickly thought through all the methods he had to deal with enemies.
However, 0.1 seconds later, every skill was ruled out.
Whether it was spraying flame from the Fire Sac or unleashing a pure Mental Storm, these bugs could "eat" it all up completely.
The Wither Skill attached to the Death God Crystal dealt single-target damage. No matter how abundant his Mental Strength was, he couldn't activate it hundreds of times in succession.
After these bugs died, not the slightest bit of energy scattered out. He couldn't even use the Death Seed to absorb it.
Troublesome. Incredibly difficult to deal with.
The Insect-Men's seemingly endless ability to absorb energy immediately left the three of them constrained.
Psychic attacks wouldn't work, and even pure kinetic attacks were digested completely.
Even the psychic-energy trails created by his movements seemed like delicacies in these bugs' mouths. They looked fully capable of following the trails and eating their way over.
"Team Leader Lin! What the hell are these things?!"
With an ugly expression, Zhang Tie, who wasn't particularly good at moving through the air, stood in midair. The vicious-looking Ling Chi-er in his hand had stiffened, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.
He couldn't smash them, but he couldn't not smash them either.
One swing could kill them, but with them devouring one another's corpses, that level of damage posed no threat to the bugs at all.
A stomp that caused an Earthquake only made the swarm grow a full circle larger.
Not only that, these strange bugs writhing rapidly across the ground looked ready to leap into the air.
Lin An didn't answer Zhang Tie. His expression was grim as he quickly