"Captain, Captain! Wake up, wake up! Are you alright?"

Still in a daze, Dang Liantao was nudged a few times by his teammates and then came to his senses.

However, when he looked up, he saw that all his comrades were in a disheveled state and were looking at him with confused and helpless eyes.

For a moment, his resolve wavered.

However, upon hearing the distant sounds of explosions and the collision of flames and black mist, Dang Liantao immediately realized what was happening.

'In this situation, if even I panic, how can the other team members remain calm?'

Then, forcing himself to stay alert, he looked at the somewhat listless demon god in the distance and shouted:

"Don't panic, calm down. Even if a high-level Heavenly Demon were to unleash such an attack, it certainly wouldn't be without consequences."

Moreover, I had already called for reinforcements. Now that there's such a big commotion in the suburbs, the superhumans in the southern part of Beijing must be rushing here.

All we need to do is hold them off until reinforcements arrive, and victory will surely be ours.

Now, everyone disperse and find your own opportunities to wear down the enemy's energy. Disband, prioritizing the protection of the people and your own safety!

Having said that, he dragged his injured body, dodging the clouds of mist falling from the sky and the occasional beams of dark light, and charged towards the demonic figure in the center of the street...

At this moment, Wang Zheng was obscured by the black mist in mid-air and could not see the specific situation on the ground.

But he still sensed the deafening noise and the sound of large sections of buildings collapsing.

Apart from that, all he could see were two fleeting flashes of light in the billowing smoke, barely managing to resist the erosion of the black mist. As for the rest, he was completely in the dark.

Moreover, although the holy light he released could still affect the mist, the demon had now completely disappeared into the black mist, and he could no longer find the demon's true form.

So he could only casually shoot the holy light in his hand at the mist below, which resembled a sky curtain.

However, the black mist that blotted out the sky was extremely vast, and even after Wang Zheng used the Holy Light Technique, he could only dissolve the black mist in a very small area.

Then the holy light that had not completely dissipated fell directly to the ground, and most of the energy it contained was wasted.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, the fog that had just been dissipated would instantly refill itself, as if it had not been affected in the slightest.

Therefore, Wang Zheng is now quite troubled by this extremely dispersed fog.

After all, no matter how he casts his Holy Light spell, it can only shine downwards. Even if he can tilt it at a slight angle, it will be of no use.

Unless he can transform this holy light into something like a flashlight, shining it horizontally, at least he can increase the area of ​​the black mist that is illuminated.

However, he had already tried it, and it was simply impossible.

Looking at the boundless black mist that resembled a domain, Wang Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He recalled how, when he treated Old Man Chu, after repeatedly using the Holy Light Technique, the pure white pillars of light were compressed together, and the excess of their immense life force turned them into a liquid state.

Therefore, a bold idea came to Wang Zheng's mind.

Without hesitation, he gathered a ball of holy light in his hands, holding it carefully with both hands, and continued to pour spiritual energy into it...

With no seriously injured or unconscious teammates around him, and unable to heal himself, Wang Zheng had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.

As Wang Zheng inputted more and more spiritual energy, the holy light sphere fluctuated violently, but he held it firmly to prevent it from expanding.

Wang Zheng was initially worried that the ball of light might suddenly explode and cause him harm.

But then he thought, this contains his grandmother's concentrated life force; even if it explodes, it shouldn't cause any harm, right...?

Then he started to worry about what would happen if the ball of light exploded and he fainted from the shock.

Thinking about this, he felt even more panicked than before and became even more cautious.

"If anything gets out of control, I'll immediately cut off contact and run away. If I get dizzy from being nursed and fall, even if I don't get ambushed by this demon and survive the fall, I'll just have to move to another city..."

While anxiously continuing to compress the holy light orb in his hand, Wang Zheng kept reassuring himself.

Fortunately, everything went more smoothly than he had imagined. Although the sphere of holy light looked like it was about to explode at any moment, it eventually stabilized.

Gradually, the holy light sphere that was originally in Wang Zheng's hand began to ripple out wisps of liquid energy after being highly compressed.

The color of the holy light changed from a soft glow at the beginning to a dazzling white light, and finally to a radiant, iridescent energy liquid.

Seeing that his idea had been successfully realized, Wang Zheng could not contain his excitement, and then glanced at his own energy expenditure.

It's basically just compressing 20 beams of holy light together. Compared to his maximum spiritual energy consumption of over 400,000, that's nothing...

Um! ?

20 level 8 Holy Light spells?