Remote attack skills of the Demon Fiend and the war weapons of the Demon Tribe strike against the black light shield, immediately being decomposed and digested, unable to cause even a slightest bit of consumption—as if an adult male, even if bombarded by paper balls for a day, would remain unharmed.
In certain cases, a difference in quality cannot be compensated by quantity.
Seeing Wen Yu effortlessly countering all conventional means, the Third Generation Seed of Flames has realized that the means itself and others have prepared against Sequence Number 2 must be activated next.
In the distance, intense heat gradually accumulated, and the Third Generation Seed of Flames looked up, instantly spotting the strong figure hovering in mid-air—a Bone Demon dressed exactly like itself.
At this moment, the Bone Demon was holding aloft a huge fireball nearly fifteen meters in diameter, the intense light and heat directly drawing the attention of Wen Yu standing far away on the city gates.
