Juliet!
Only then, prompted by the broadcast director, did both the spectators at the venue and those watching on television suddenly remember the purple-haired girl.
She was the British Team's assassin mage.
She specialized in the Shadow Element, with Space as her secondary element and Wind as her third. All three were at the advanced level, and her strength was not to be underestimated.
Yet ever since the British Team had extinguished the flames and Zhe Luo had charged straight at the Chinese Team's five members with Weston, she had vanished from sight.
An assassin mage disappearing from the battlefield was no different from hanging a sword of Damocles over everyone's heads!
"It seems the Chinese Team's five competitors still haven't noticed," Han Ji said from the broadcast booth.
He was right. Zhe Luo's surprise attack had come too fast. The five had barely been scattered before Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue found themselves locked in a desperate battle.
Meanwhile, Ailin and Barrett kept disrupting Zhou Sining, leaving him unable to break away.
Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu, the only two who had escaped the fighting, had intended to head back and help, but Weston had intercepted them before they could take more than a few steps.
Mo Fan gave Ai Jiangtu a shove. "Ai, you go ahead. I'll deal with him!"
"Be careful."
"Don't worry. I've beaten him before, and I can do it again! He's just another loser I've already defeated!"
Weston snorted. "I merely underestimated you during the Treasure Hunt Competition. This time, I'll unleash my full strength... You were injured when you took my Heavenly Thunder Hammer head-on just now, weren't you? Your mouth is the only tough thing about you!"
"Inferno Domain!"
Without Zhou Sining around, Weston's flames were no longer suppressed. Without a moment's