Iron Black Pot also raised his fist and then struck out fiercely.

A massive black fist with a diameter of tens of meters appeared, following closely behind the two’s attacks, fiercely covering these enemies.

Not only were Wind Swinging in the Wind and the other three making their moves, but the others in the squad also joined in, and for a moment, the sky above Thomas and others’ area was completely covered by the attack.

Thomas’s face changed drastically and he immediately tried to dodge, however, they didn’t have the terrifying speed of the players. The flying combat techniques they relied upon were quite limited even at their maximum speed, insufficient for them to evade the players’ attacks.

Because the players had just escaped from their attack’s blind spot, swiftly approached them, and then launched the attack.

In other words, the players’ attack position was quite close to their location, so unless they could unleash the same burst of speed as the players just did, they only had one solution: to confront them head-on.

Thomas took a deep breath, his face becoming completely serious.

Then he raised his hands. Strong gusts of wind emerged from his palms, then formed two gales, which grew larger and eventually turned into two tornadoes, fiercely smashing toward the Undead Creatures’ attacks.

His subordinates also launched their attacks, various attack magics and combat techniques were unleashed in an attempt to block the terrifying attacks from the Undead Creatures.

Rumble.

Accompanied by terrifying explosions, huge shock waves erupted from the area where both sides were fighting. Thomas’s defense magic around him seemed to tremble in the face of the horrifying shock wave.

This made him frown slightly, then he pulled back, quickly allowing the chaotic scene to gradually fall silent, revealing the distant landscape clearly again.

The sight that met Thomas’s eyes made him frown slightly, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

The Undead Creatures remained in place, each surging with black energy as if gathering power, which gave off a ruinous feeling, making the surrounding atmosphere extremely oppressive.

Clearly, the Undead Creatures had the opportunity to approach and attack them, only as a guise used to conceal themselves, and they were gathering power during this guise.

It seemed like they were about to unleash a significant move.

No doubt, this would be the Undead Creatures’ most potent attack, similar to the strongest strike they originally prepared for the players approaching.

Just that there was a difference between them: the Undead Creatures could evade their already prepared strongest attack owing to their extremely ridiculous speed.

But they didn’t have even a bit of assurance, unless they could avoid the one strongest attack the Undead Creatures were preparing.

Especially since the opponent was incredibly sly and fought them in a round at the start, using the confusion from their mutual spell and combat techniques, blocked their visions, preventing anyone from seeing what the Undead Creatures were preparing, hence making any response impossible.

If the Undead Creatures were boldly preparing their attack, deploying their strongest attack, they might have a chance to distance themselves and adjust angles based on the stance of the Undead Creatures’ preparations, thereby having some possibility of dodging the opponent’s strongest attack.

However, the opponent was not straightforward in their approach but used such cunning means; this brought them utterly hopelessness.

In other words, facing the upcoming strongest attack from the opponent, they could only confront it head-on.

Considering both sides overall, it was evident they had the advantage; if the battle continued in a conventional manner, it would likely be them having the upper hand, suppressing the Undead Creatures.

But the Undead Creatures clearly realized this, not giving them the opportunity at all.

Eventually, the strongest attack the Undead Creatures had been brewing fully formed, and then was fiercely directed toward them.

The Bone Dragons each spat out black flames, dozens of times larger than before.

The Death Demons raised six arms, above which a lifelike black giant dragon formed.

As their six arms swayed, the black dragon also charged toward Thomas and the others.

Moreover, Thomas noticed that after those Death Demons swung out the dragon, each one appeared somewhat weak.

What does this indicate? It indicates this move is absolutely terrifying beyond measure because if it wasn’t such an absurdly massive move, it wouldn’t possibly make those Death Demons look like this.

And beside the Death Demons, each Flying Silver sent out huge black spheres with both hands; after leaving their palms, these black spheres began to grow increasingly large, seemingly ready to explode at any moment.

Seeing this scene, a wave of despair surged in Thomas’s heart. He then quickly reinforced himself with a new defense magic and then unleashed the strongest attack magic he could perform without needing to gather energy, fiercely hurling it towards the approaching attacks.

When both sides’ attacks collided, the terrifying force generated even started distorting space, surrounding light utterly vanished, seemingly swallowed by the terrifying attacks, casting everything into darkness.

The sea below forcibly dropped hundreds of meters, then gradually formed a giant whirlpool as if it were ready to devour everything.

Countless towering waves rose violently, reaching hundreds of meters, splashing like fireworks blossoming one after another.

Finally, when everything settled and the sides’ attacks completely subsided, a tragic scene appeared. Countless fragments and blood scattered on the sea surface below, staining it a faint blood red.

Then the currents below began to swallow this blood red, dispersing it until it became increasingly faint.

Of those surviving on the scene, hardly anyone remained, including Thomas; in total, only six survived.

Moreover, including Thomas, each one of the six individuals was gravely injured, bleeding profusely, seemingly on the verge of dying at any moment.

Seeing this scene, Wind Swinging in the Wind slightly squinted, revealing a satisfied smile evidently pleased with the scene before them.

This was a plan they had started upon discovering the enemy grouping, and it seemed the plan went very smoothly, as the enemy clearly fell into their trap.

Until now, it was evident the enemy no longer had much strength to resist, with these six individuals being severely injured and resisting proving far too difficult.

Wind Swinging in the Wind said with a broad grin, “Scapegoat, this time you’ve made remarkable contributions, allowing us to minimize losses. Otherwise, if we charged head-on, the losses would likely be severe, and we might even have to flee.”

Upon hearing Wind Swinging in the Wind’s words, Iron Black Pot modestly smiled and said, “This is mainly everyone’s effort; I just rely on my terrifying observation ability to prepare some tricks beforehand. Successfully utilizing these tricks and executing them almost flawlessly are all thanks to everyone’s cooperation.”

Listening to Iron Black Pot’s modest words, Flatulence extended a hand and patted Iron Black Pot’s shoulder. He then smiled and spoke, “Scapegoat, no need for modesty. Everyone sees your value. Though this is our first collaboration, I felt very pleased and look forward eagerly to future cooperation with your regiment.”

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