Above the boundless plain, a striking, brilliant crimson trail streaked through the sky.
Its throwing height had clearly exceeded a hundred meters.
Yet the strange power it carried was so terrifying that even the ground was swept by the shockwave, plowing out a horrifying scar.
To the spectators outside...
Their impression of this thrown battle halberd could be summed up in one word: fast!
So fast that by the time they saw it, only a crimson trail remained in the air.
But to the elven team facing that battle halberd head-on, aside from its instant, extreme speed, there were two more words: terrifying!
"This..."
In that instant.
Not only did the female elves on the field freeze, even the elven dean seated on the podium shot to her feet.
Panic had appeared on that delicate, fair face. Where was the noble elegance from before?
"Defend!!!"
Lona's hysterical cry rang across the vast plain arena.
She had shouted that single word, "defend," the moment Ling Zhan made his throwing motion and was about to unleash his attack!
Layer upon layer of defensive barriers covered in profound runes stacked up before the elven team.
Thirty druids transformed into black bears in an instant, piling atop one another behind the defensive shields to form a second line of defense!
Every elven team member wore a resolute expression.
Of course...
They also clung to a sliver of hope!
They refused to believe that he could break through the layers of defenses they took such pride in with a single throw!
The facts proved...
Just how laughable that hope was.
When that battle halberd, dyed crimson and stretched to over a dozen meters long, arrived in an instant—
The elven team showed every spectator what it meant for an ant to shake a great tree!