Three treants, each over six meters tall, suddenly appeared on the arena stage, immediately drawing cries of surprise from the audience.
"A Cursemancer has a skill like that?"
"What skill is this?"
"With three Special Elites, it won't be easy for Radiant Lion to win this battle."
None of the people present were ordinary, and their insight was exceptional.
Ordinary players rarely got to watch an exciting match between God's Domain experts, but for those present, it was easy. They understood the strength of God's Domain experts and were even more familiar with the skills of every class in God's Domain.
Cursemancers primarily fought through restrictions. As long as they restrained an enemy, they could toy with their opponent at will. However, their survival and damage output were a notch below that of Elementalists and Summoners.
But if they had a tank to hold their opponent in check, a Cursemancer's threat would increase dramatically.
After all, Cursemancers were still low in level and tier. Many powerful skills required considerable casting time, making them unsuitable for expert battles at this stage.
Expert battles pushed players' physiques to their limits. In a fight where even a moment could determine victory or defeat, who had over a second to spend casting?
Thus, Cursemancers rarely appeared in the major teams in the Dark Arena. Elementalists and Summoners were generally favored instead.
However, with three Special Elites assisting the Cursemancer in battle, the Cursemancer's weaknesses were completely covered.
"So Asura Team had been underestimated. No wonder they dared to send a Cursemancer into the match." Beichen Tianlang could not help glancing again at Shi Feng, who sat quietly nearby. "Go tell Thousand Blades that he must win this match. There's no need to hold back anymore."
Zhan Wuji nodded and immediately left his seat, walking