Hearing the fat man's curses, everyone's expression similarly turned sour.
If Chen Lei had also come with them, it would have been great to have his fiery dragon on the scene.
Such a thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time.
Beside them, Zhao Mei raised her magic wand high, and more than a dozen ice-crystal arrows rapidly converged around her. After attaining the affinity for frost magic to the level of "Child of Ice and Snow," she found ice-based attacks increasingly easy to execute.
Even the ice ridges she casually conjured were extremely impressive in their might.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The ice ridges shot forth, and the last of the slain gargoyles tallied up to four. Although these creatures possessed the ability to fly, they were still only Elite beings and were quite fragile under Zhao Mei's onslaught.
