After two rounds of bombardment, Zi Liyuan had no issues whatsoever.
Meanwhile, a few unfortunate Alien Lords had perished.
It was these Alien Lords who, with their blood, set an example for their kin, making each one of them extremely cautious.
Whenever Zi Liyuan's spells were cast, these Alien Lords would avoid them if possible, and if unavoidable, they would endure them using protective measures.
As opposed to using just one or two protective measures at the beginning, they no longer economized, tossing out at least three or four.
There was no helping it, a single skill could kill instantly, and since everyone's strength was quite similar, no one wanted to be hit by Zi Liyuan.
That strike was truly soul-shattering.
At this moment, Zi Liyuan was somewhat frustrated.
Several rounds of spell dueling had been in vain, not even achieving the goal of wearing down the enemy.
The Alien Lords were now utterly focused on survival first, combat second.
