Zi Sui flapped his two pairs of feathers and they appeared again, accompanied by a large number of feathers that covered the sky above the cave.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!…”
Countless black feathers like blades swooped down, colliding with the magma and crushing each other.
This seems to be a draw, but in fact, Zi Sui still has some strength left.
He did not kill the Dragon King's clone immediately, but sensed and found the only survivor of the fireball.
At this moment, standing in front of the siren species - the survivor, was a group of twisted creatures that suddenly appeared.
He fell on the rocks behind him that were submerged in lava and was unable to attack this thing that appeared out of nowhere.
Fortunately, the creature didn't seem to have any intention of attacking others.
The Siren watched him approaching, and then a voice emerged in his mind.
"In a minute, you'll die in the aftermath of the battle."
Only then did he realize what this twisted, shapeless thing was.
It's to sue the deceased.
With great interest, a small amount of attention is devoted to the person who complained about the death.
It seems that these prisoners are indeed suffering enough.
Although there were not many of them, their deaths attracted the accusers.
However, Zi Sui had no intention of letting the Dragon King's clone go.
While He Yu was attacking and disrupting the perception of the Dragon King's clone, the outer layer of He Yu was already slowly blocking the space.
Considering that there is a real body of Yutian Realm standing behind him, the blockade will be unprecedentedly strong.
It is so big that we need to buy more time to prevent the Dragon King's clone from discovering it.
Therefore, a more intense battle is needed to divert the attention of the Dragon King's clone.
This is why the aftermath of the battle between the two sides was simply beyond the siren's ability to withstand due to his current physical condition.
Just as the deceased predicted, the Siren species really died a minute later.
However, after the sirens received the prophecy, the deceased did not leave for the first time.
It stared at the shattered flesh of the Siren, and through the shell, it gazed at the still-burning soul.
Just stay where you are and wait quietly for the death of the siren species.
Waiting to see what the soul would look like after breaking free from its restraints.
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