"Lord, the shield of the Sky Dome has clearly weakened!"
The deputy's surprised cheer sounded, waking Dakota, who was closing his eyes to adjust his breathing.
He opened his eyes and glanced at the deputy indifferently. He sneered, "What's there to be happy about? Order them to continue strengthening their attacks. If they don't break the shield by today, I'll throw them down one by one."
The deputy felt a chill run down his spine from Dakota's gaze. He could only agree obsequiously and retreat.
However, not long after he retreated, he ran back at the fastest speed possible, his face filled with panic.
"Lord… Lord… those… those guys are here again!"
Dakota opened his eyes again impatiently.
"What are you panicking for? If those four Void Break Martial Artists of the Rand Clan still dare to come, let Orkin and the others deal with them. Don't disturb me."
