「At the same time.」
Sean Chandler had already transformed into his Great Bear Demon Beast form, his massive body like a mobile fortress.
He threw his head back and let out a Shock Wave roar, temporarily deflecting the trajectory of several nearby hailstones as he simultaneously swatted with his giant paws.
He fired off his Air Cannon Skill in rapid succession.
He shattered or knocked away the most threatening hailstones in mid-air, easing the pressure on Seraphina Sullivan’s healing efforts and the surrounding defenses.
The rescue operation continued grimly under the hailstorm’s bombardment.
Everyone was giving their all to protect their only shelter.
It wasn’t just the Players at that moment.
Even the ordinary people of the safe zone were racing against time to defend it.
Fortunately, the terrifying giant hailstorm didn’t last forever.
Otherwise, even with the safe zone filled with Players of all kinds and with various Talents, the defensive line would have eventually been shattered by such a cataclysmic force of nature.
Thanks to the desperate defense and interception efforts of all the Players, the sudden hailstorm disaster finally began to subside after about half an hour.
The dark clouds in the sky churned, and the giant hailstones stopped falling. In their place, the more familiar, thick snowflakes began to descend.
Only then did everyone dare to truly breathe a sigh of relief.
Many collapsed right where they stood, gasping for breath, their faces a mixture of profound exhaustion and the sheer relief of having survived.
The air was filled with ice fragments and the faint smell of blood.
However, the disaster was far from over. Though the hail had stopped, the messy aftermath was just beginning to reveal itself.
"Hiss... Ow, ow, ow... How could it suddenly start hailing like that? It was like a missile barrage..."
Dexter Luther clutched the swollen side of his face, his words muffled and slurred as he complained.
"I wonder if any Players have gotten one of those huge Energy Shield or Protective Shield items from a dungeon. If we had something that could cover the whole safe zone, we wouldn’t have to be so terrified the next time this freak weather hits."
"Stop talking! Your lips are swollen up like sausages and you’re still babbling. You want me to stop healing you?" Seraphina Sullivan cut him off irritably.
The Energy from her Flower Therapy gently covered Dexter Luther’s swollen cheek.
Just as the hailstorm was about to end, Dexter Luther had let his guard down for a moment and was grazed on the cheek by a small hailstone that slipped through the defenses.
One of his molars was instantly knocked out, and half his face swelled up grotesquely.
"Waaah... You’re the best, Sullivan... Everyone else... just laughs at me..."
Dexter Luther said pitifully.
Seraphina Sullivan: "..."
’If I didn’t know him, I’d be laughing too,’ she thought. ’But the mood just isn’t right for it.’
She couldn’t be bothered to respond and focused on healing him.
While treating Dexter Luther’s injury, Seraphina Sullivan lifted her gaze to survey the devastated safe zone.
Although all the Players had done their best, the destruction caused by the hailstorm was still shocking.
This was the first time since the extreme cold began that the safe zone had suffered such a heavy physical blow.
Parts of it had been destroyed.

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