John clenched his fists tightly; he knew that even with the power of control, he couldn't match Alastair in combat.
One was a semigod-tier powerhouse, and the other merely a gold-tier!
The gap between them was like heaven and earth!
Moreover, what they were facing now was a full-powered strike in the wrath of a semigod-tier!
It was simply beyond their capacity to withstand!
As the huge white orb of light neared the protective shield, everyone gritted their teeth, some even closing their eyes, unable to watch.
John's mind raced.
What to do? What could he possibly do?!
Even now, possessing 50% of the power of control, able to grant some beneficial buffs to their side, it was merely a buff!
Such enhancements might make the strong stronger, but for them, who were inherently weak, it was merely a slight improvement, hardly enough.
