Over a hundred Zerglings were instantly slaughtered.
Ye Luo smacked his lips and, with a single remark, made Ye Meng and Ye Lei, who had been about to step in, withdraw awkwardly. "It's not like we're fighting to the death. What are you two butting in for...?"
As he spoke, five hundred Zerglings surged in from all directions once more. At the same time, the stone slabs beneath them suddenly shattered, and five Lurkers and three Infestors slowly burrowed up from underground.
Without a word, the Lurkers flattened themselves against the ground, their barbed tails piercing into the earth.
Watching the Zerglings charge in again, the old man shot Ye Luo a vicious glare. He waved his staff, and the crystal at its tip traced a circular magic array through the air. Then the old man pressed his right hand against the array. It abruptly burst apart, becoming four crimson clusters of energy that landed before, behind, to the left, and to the right of the three of them. The instant those crimson energy clusters touched the ground, they exploded into four enormous flame serpents ten meters long. Each serpent had only half a body, as though the other half remained buried underground.
The Zerglings shot toward them. The flame serpents shrieked and spewed fire across the sky. Though these flames were not as hot as the fire wall the old man had summoned, they were highly adhesive. The Zerglings burst through the flames with fire soaring from their bodies, each one like a demon charging out of hell.
The wings on the Zerglings' backs quickly burned through in the blaze, and their eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Second-tier Zerglings had pain receptors—Ye Luo had known that long ago. Ye Lan's explanation for this evolution was that while feeling no pain