"Boom!" With a loud bang, flames suddenly shot up into the sky from the enemy's rear and screams rang out one after another.

The enemies, who were originally so aggressive, suddenly became chaotic and ran around like headless flies.

"What happened? Why did it explode back there?" The leader of the Mao mutants was shocked and angry, and roared in disbelief.

He never expected that his rear would be attacked, and it would be such a fierce attack.

Doubt spread through the enemy camp like a plague, and the morale instantly plummeted to the bottom.

On the other side of the battlefield, Chen Yao was busy treating the wounded. Her slender fingers handled the wounds flexibly, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Her eyes were determined and her movements were skillful, like an experienced battlefield doctor.

From time to time, she would look up in the direction of Mou Xuan, her eyes full of worry and love.

Mou Xuan would occasionally look back at Chen Yao, giving her a comforting look, with a warm feeling in his heart.

On this cruel battlefield, their eyes met, as if forming a warm barrier that isolated all the fear and anxiety.

Although Mou Xuan's tactics achieved a temporary victory, the enemy's numerical advantage was still obvious and the battle was still fierce.

Mou Xuan knew very well that this was not a solution and he had to find a way to improve the overall ability level of the alliance in order to completely turn the tide of the war.

"I must find a way to improve my supernatural power level as soon as possible..." Mou Xuan frowned and thought to himself.

Suddenly, he looked up at the sky in the distance and muttered to himself, "Wait, what is that..."