Old School Striking King glanced up. "Why did you spend so long messing around with these losers?"
If the Heaven-Defying Alliance had organized this strike team, she certainly would not have succeeded so easily.
Veteran fighters like them would never neglect their backs.
In a line of fighters, at least one or two would always fight sideways.
Rainfall on the Mortal Realm smiled helplessly. "Being in the middle of a crowd doesn't suit my fighting style."
He was a control mage, with only a handful of damage spells. Not only were they all area attacks, they also came with splash damage buffs.
The reason Rainfall on the Mortal Realm was so good at circling wide was that he needed to confuse his enemies and maneuver them into gathering in one area.
Since this fighting style of his was fairly well known, most enemies were cautious when facing him... but Rainfall on the Mortal Realm had always been very patient.
And he was exceptionally good at using the terrain.
Naturally, to pull that off, his spell list contained more control spells, including illusions.
Still, for Rainfall on the Mortal Realm, who rarely went out alone, whether he could instantly kill the enemies below with his own abilities did not matter all that much.
If anything unexpected really happened, he had plenty of alchemical bombs on him!
People in their Black Rose had been studying alchemy ever since they first entered the game... especially all kinds of explosives.
Civil engineering had a whole branch devoted to precision demolition, after all!
How many people could rival their control over those little powders...? The military academy crowd would not come play this game.
Chemical engineering? Best not to mention chemical engineering.
They chased too many things and always liked adding random stuff to their