"y!!"
Facing an attack akin to a natural disaster, the flames in the Alien God Priest's white bone eye sockets also trembled violently as he raised the Black Stone Wand in his hand and loudly uttered a strange syllable.
At the same time, a frenzied expression flitted across the eyes of the many believers surrounding the Array. They suddenly pulled Ritual Daggers from their bosoms and neatly stabbed themselves in the abdomen, the green flames burning on their bodies flaring up instantly as if fueled.
Consequently, the Green Flame engulfing Pomona suddenly surged mightily, even faintly reaching a stature comparable to the massive column of wind.
"Thinking of resisting?"
With a cold chuckle, Duke Carrot directly threw the Miniature Tornado into the column of wind.
The next instant, the width of the storm rapidly expanded nearly twofold, the whirlwind-lifted snowflakes now turned into blurred silver lines, even causing thin unstable ripples to form in the air they passed.
