As the blazing fireball grazed past He Ao's cheek in an instant, capturing his attention, a massive black shadow, like a tiger pouncing, lunged towards him.
Clasping an iron hammer as large as He Ao's upper body, the figure struck with the might of moving mountains and filling seas, aiming squarely at He Ao's forehead.
That was the towering 'warrior,' the one who rarely spoke and stood at the back, revealing only a single phrase when reporting his Talent Sequences. He remained silent, diminishing his own presence and concealing the gigantic hammer behind his imposing stature.
The voluptuous Flame Master, meanwhile, used her language and fireballs to divert He Ao's attention.
In moments of visibility and invisibility, they had created the perfect conditions for this sudden assault.
Wonderfully coordinated.
The warrior was lightning-fast, and at that moment He Ao could no longer evade; he simply aligned his bone axe in front of him, channeling strength into his arms.
Boom!
