"What?"
Everyone's eyes flew open with astonishment. Something was wrong! How could the head of the black cavalrymen have such strong aura?
Could their old turtle defend against the lead black cavalryman? Was Sally's comprehension of the rebound skill sufficient? Could they resist such a powerful opponent?
"Turtle, I'm a little scared." Sally murmured to the old turtle to ease her nervousness.
The old turtle stretched out his head and glanced at the black cavalryman before turning toward Sally.
His three legs paddled and scratched in the air a few times, and then he turned and hurried in the opposite direction.
"Is he fleeing?"
"Don't do that to us!"
Everyone exclaimed as anxiety surged within them. The turtle had been their only source of hope, but he had deserted them. If the old turtle was unwilling to help them, what chance did they have?
Meanwhile, the black cavalryman waved his long spear in front of him. A split second later, wave after wave of the black flames swept forward.
Facing this barrage of flames, the young talents felt it was pointless to try and escape. After all, the aura was too strong, and the speed was incredibly fast! Where would they go?
However, just as the flames were about to reach them, a shadow of a huge turtle head suddenly appeared.
It opened its massive mouth and sucked all the flames as if it were drinking water.
After the massive head finished consuming the flames, the old turtle let out a loud burp. A cloud of black smoke escaped his dry, scaly lips. He smacked his lips, and eagerness glimmered in his eyes, as though he wanted more.
"Ha-ha, I've comprehended the skill. This guy is immune to fire..." Finley laughed. What he mastered was the old turtle's fire-resisting skill.
The leader of the black cavalrymen stopped.
He had never seen such an opponent.
The turtle was no larger than a flea to him, but he could swallow the god's power of his flames. How could it be? What else could that thing do?
However, the black cavalryman was not afraid. Since he could not attack with his god's power, he decided to use his physical strength. He kicked his Archean flaming horse into a frenzy and charged forward with his long spear.
The black cavalryman had barely crossed half the distance when a colossal foot descended from the sky.
The collision's impact threw the black cavalryman from his horse and crushed him into the ground.
Everyone watched with their mouths agape. When they glanced at the foot, they realized that a new leg had grown in place of the broken one. What was more, it stretched for several kilometers and grew bigger and bigger. The huge foot was actually the turtle's!
"Humph, the skill, Disabled Turtle Foot, is really powerful," Beatty snorted. Although this skill was a little ugly and she could hardly bear to look at it, it was practical and mighty.
Moments later, the black cavalryman shot out from the ground. His body was broken, and black smoke gushed from all his wounds. Embarrassment was evident in his expression.
Everyone was stunned at the old turtle's strength, despite his lame leg.
With only one move, he had beaten the black cavalryman.
More cautious now, the black cavalryman didn't dare to charge at them anymore. Instead, he returned to his camp and commanded his troops in his unique language. The young talents were aghast to see the black cavalry scatter and surround the battle beasts from all directions.
Swoosh!
Then they attacked the humans from every corner.
"Oh, my God! What should I do?" Sally panicked. She was adept at resisting an enemy's head-on attack, but she knew little about confronting an enemy's attack from all directions!
Anxious, she tried several things, but to no avail. Desperation coursed through her and she covered her eyes with her hands, and shouted in her heart, 'I won't look. I won't look...'
"Disabled Turtle Foot!" On the contrary, Beatty was much calmer. At least, she didn't cover her eyes.
The huge turtle foot shadow descended again, but to her astonishment, it shattered half-way to its target.
"Lack of god's power? Are you kidding me?" It was not until then that Beatty realized that the Disabled Turtle Foot skill could only be used once.
Wide-eyed, she glanced up. Dust and smoke billowed around the battle beast camp as the cavalrymen charged forward. Like Sally, she too lost hope and covered her eyes.
Finley was helpless, as he could only control the fire-resisting skill.
"Darren, help!" he shouted.
At this moment, Darren and Lindsay were still in the process of comprehending. Since he didn't want to endanger Lindsay, he put the task of saving everyone on Darren.
Everyone turned to look at Darren.
The old turtle's skills were impressive, and everyone except Darren and Lindsay had comprehended some talent from the old turtle. As Darren had spent so much time on his comprehension, they believed that the skill he mastered must be more powerful than his companions'.
Whoosh!
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