Even before the reinforcement team could achieve any result, another change took place.
From a street next to the combat zone, a streak of pitch-black streaming light suddenly rose into the sky and flew towards the outskirts of the city.
Clearly, the skeleton figure was used by the enemy to distract their attention.
"Hmph, you rat, I've been searching for you for days. You've finally shown yourself!"
A cold snort was heard, and then, a bowl-like magic tool appeared in the sky, covering the streaming light. The streaming light paused, freezing in place.
Wang Zijia finally got a clear view of the opponent. It was a lean and skinny elder, his body emanating waves of dark smoke, his complexion somewhat gloomy, constantly battling with the bowl.
Looking at this familiar scene and then at the giant skeleton, even though Wang Zijia felt it unlikely for another explosion, he quietly retreated backwards.
Such a spectacle was better left unseen.
