Wang Yi closed her eyes tightly.
At that moment of death, a light appeared from above the sky. Its gleam was as bright as the sun. The air temperature suddenly started to rise. The tarantula monsters that were about to prey on Wang Yi quickly moved away after seeing the falling objects.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Dozens of flames fell and burned the tarantula. Their shrieks of pain were heard along with the smell of burning flesh that wafted through the air. They ran, bumping into each other and making the fire spread rapidly.
Wang Yi felt a scorching heat against her skin, and she opened her eyes. She saw the ferocious monsters burning like charcoal.
Surprisingly, she wasn't affected by the fire in the slightest.
"I survived…"
A black-haired man in golden armor landed gently from the sky. He held a sword and shield. His face was full of beads of sweat.
Then, he smiled gently at Wang Yi who was sitting on the ground.
