Clad in magnificent crimson-gold armor and wielding an azure longsword, Su Miu moved with incredible speed, his blade dancing as strike after strike landed on the Ghost Tyrant.
The Ghost Tyrant could not catch him at all. He completely outclassed it in speed, mobility, and agility.
Streams of light swirled around Su Miu as he cast Blessing on himself, increasing his damage again. Every swing left a sword mark on the five-hundred-meter behemoth.
Watching him hold his own against the Ghost Tyrant single-handedly, the super-level mages were dumbfounded. Was this right? This was a fucking advanced mage? Who was he kidding?!
"That kid really is a freak."
Han Ji murmured to himself, then immediately began forming super-level magic. The others followed suit.
"Su Miu! Watch out for our super-level spells!"
Commander-in-Chief Fei Jiao called out a warning as he began constructing his Star Palace. Su Miu spared a sliver of his attention to keep track of their spells.
The Ghost Tyrant seemed enraged. It roared at the sky, forcing him back, then opened its mouth to spit venom.
Pfft!
A few scattered drops of green venom sputtered out, but that was all, as though it had gone limp.
Everyone fell silent, including the Ghost Tyrant itself. Su Miu quickly remembered feeding it a Level 9 Soul Cannon Shell earlier. That blast had probably evaporated most of the venom inside its body.
"Tch. Short and weak. To think the mighty Ghost Tyrant is this impotent!"
Su Miu sneered, and the super-level experts' eyes twitched. What filthy joke had just run right over their faces?
Leng Qing's ears immediately reddened, though there was no telling what had come to mind. She quickly regained her focus and continued forming her Star Palace.
"Roar!"
The Ghost Tyrant's single eye instantly turned blood-red. It roared