Ji Xiaoge staggered to his feet, enduring the extreme pain and flapping his badly injured wings to fly forward.
"You're not allowed to bully my friends, you little worm!"
"Go, Anthony, finish him off, crush him!"
Anthony Dabus also clambered up from the ground, howling as he rolled towards Sergei.
Wrath of the Ogres!
Everyone launched their swiftest, strongest attacks, striving to save Ya Ya from Sergei's grasp.
But...
It was useless!
The next second, whether it was Motan, Jadka, Ji Xiaoge, or Anthony Dabus, they were all grabbed by numerous pitch-black claws from midair and firmly pinned to the ground.
What is this?!
Motan, held fast to the ground, struggled desperately to no avail. He tried to find the source of those black monstrous claws but discovered that the grotesque, shadow-like entities were actually emerging from his own shadow.
This was definitely not a skill a Martial Monk could master!
