"Waaah! Waaah! Help! Auntie!"
"Hey, hey, you cunning human! I surrender! Hurry and pull this crazy lunatic away!"
The ground trembled ceaselessly as violent explosions erupted.
Though cries rang in his ears, Chen Rui remained exceedingly calm. He exchanged smiles with Isabella beside him, opened his mouth to accept a piece of smoked meat fed to him by the succubus maid, then clinked glasses with Lola.
After checking the stability of the nearby magical protective barrier, the Fairy Dragon lady announced two numbers. "Five, six."
Isabella's emerald eyes flashed as she shook her head. "Two, seven."
"Zero, nine," Jia said confidently.
A lightning-fast figure darted through the field. Though Lomon's "Flash Spirit" talent had already been raised to its limit, and he had even used some newly refined secret technique to push beyond that limit, he still could not shake off the figure clinging to him like his own shadow. After several turns, the instant his speed slowed by even a fraction, light flashed. Lomon flew out like a kite with its string cut and crashed face-first into the dirt.
That blow was certainly not light, but it was not fatal. It merely thoroughly exhausted every bit of strength the nephew had, leaving him unable to get up for the moment.
After defeating Lomon, that graceful figure did not stop. With even greater Berserk force, she charged toward Pagliu, who was fleeing in another direction.
Pagliu shuddered. The Poison Dragon Constellation Star Armor abruptly appeared over his body, immense power boiling around his fists. He spun around and punched at the incoming figure.
The figure was tall, delicate, and lovely, clad in Faith Armor. It was the teenage version of... well, more precisely, Lalalia in her first-level Berserk state.
The howling force of Pagliu's fist, mixed with fierce poison, poured