While Wei Cheng and his companions were dawdling downstream, unbeknownst to them, at the upstream, Liu Wenli's team was in a fierce battle.
Until now, they had successfully slew five Magma Giants, including two elite-level Magma Giants, their triumph was significant.
The unfortunate loss of six teammates was a woeful occurrence indeed.
"Let's kill one more before it gets dark, then we retreat!" Liu Wenli encouraged his team, knowing that his actions today bordered on recklessness. But in the face of danger, how else may rewards be reaped?
However, at that moment, he noticed something amiss. Suddenly, a dozen three-headed Fire Lizards sprang from the Lava River.
Subconsciously, he knew something was wrong. Liu Wenli grabbed two of his trusted men and rushed towards the thick fog, without looking back.
The three-headed Fire Lizards that targeted him did not manage to catch up.
"Liu Wenli, you won't die a peaceful death!"
