Boom!
With a crisp sound, the huge lotus phantom exploded.
It was as if it had been shattered. However, the fragments turned into lotus seeds that descended from the sky.
It was as though a rain of lotus seeds had fallen.
"Power of the Mountain God! Suppress!"
Kui Yang's expression was solemn as he watched the swarm of fire snakes. He used the shadowy mountain to guard the surroundings and resist the attack.
Swish! Swish!
The fire serpents were drawn irresistibly, akin to moths to a flame. They showed no sign of stopping, even though the mountain protected the Mandrill race.
As for the Forest race outside, Kui Yang did not care at all.
Instantly, flames continued to rage on the battlefield, accompanied by the scent of burning.
"It's like a turtle shell!"
Lin Zifeng looked at the Mandrill race being protected by the mountain and his lips twitched.
