"To think that pink fellow is still alive, but sadly, no one can escape the Black Fog Blood Devouring Formation, no matter how these ants struggle, it is ultimately in vain!"
A mocking, hoarse voice echoed from the depths of the pitch-black hall; the Witch Demon Leader looked brazenly at the strong figures from our side in the crystal ball, laughing maniacally.
Within the crystal ball, our strong figures were almost all surrounded by the rising black energy barriers, and as the black mist grew more intense, many energy barriers were visibly thinning.
Especially those wounded strong figures, most were slumped on the ground, faces paler, breathing heavily and rapidly.
Once the energy barrier around them was completely corroded by the black mist, the consequences would be self-evident.
The same was true for the strong figures from the Broken Valley Alliance, with the golden lines on their bones dimming, close to being completely swallowed by the black fog.
