"Second round!"
Looking at the blood mist in the sky, Jesse's face was filled with anger. In just a few seconds of carelessness, they had lost ten celestials!
These were ten celestials!
Even if he were the pillar of the Eight-Armed Naga family, he would need to spend an unknown amount of time and resources to nurture an existence of this level!
"Eli!" Jesse shouted angrily. His blood surged like waves, and his muscles bulged. Black and purple blood vessels appeared like black snakes.
The other two Radiant Suns were also staring at Eli with anger written all over their faces!
" Sir has obtained a certain degree of lead! " Nikola glanced at the sky while fighting the Warlock.
" Hmph, even so, Eli's failure is only a matter of time! " The Warlock sneered, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed that he did not think so.
"Haha, Milord will definitely win." Nikola didn't expose the Warlock and chuckled.
