Thinking of his seriously injured teammates, he looked at Su Yong and others opposite with gloomy eyes, observing their every move, trying to find clues from it, but at this moment of distraction.
He was caught off guard and his arm was suddenly pierced by a sharp blade, leaving a deep and long wound. Bright red blood kept flowing out of the wound, which looked very shocking.
"Alan, are you okay?" Brown asked with concern.
"It's okay, I can still hold on..." Alan glanced at his wound, frowned, and tried his best to control the earth wall to surround himself as much as possible to block the various attacks from the surroundings, while quickly treating his wounds.
Before Jack and the others could feel relieved, they heard another burst of horrified and panicked sounds.
"What's going on? Why can't we move?"
"How is this possible?"
"The insidious Dragon people, what on earth did they do? How could they do that?"
. . . .
The owners of these voices were Ors, Bill and others. At this moment, their faces were full of fear and anxiety, as well as helplessness and incredible anger.
This strange yet familiar feeling was something they had only experienced in rare sparring sessions. They knew the reason for this situation very well, and the person controlling them now obviously had more powerful psychic abilities than them.
"What's wrong with you?" Jack heard several people exclaiming and noticed something unusual. Knowing the seriousness of the matter, he asked quickly.
"We can't move. Be careful, they have more powerful psychics..." Ors said loudly with a serious expression.
"What? Hiss..." Jack's heart skipped a beat when he heard Ors' words, and he didn't pay attention at all, and another wound appeared on his body.
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