"Me" The red-haired monster flicked his hair out of his eyes, an air of arrogance on his face. "This seat is the Guild Master of the Forgemaster's Association at Shirakuro Academy, Feng Wu Yu! Rank Ei...Most importantly, the Abyssal army is nearly inexhaustible. After death, they return to the Abyssal plane, and lower-level Abyssal creatures regenerate incredibly fast. It won't be long before they can rejoin the battlefield again. 。And on the human side, the death of a person is truly permanent. 。Continuing like this, there's still no chance. 。Tang Wulin and Gu Yue now have no time at all to spare. 。The two dragon spears surrounding them were suppressed by the power of Heaven's Sacred Rift, unable to fly out and devour the abyssal energy. 。Although the Abyssal Lord couldn't kill them immediately, they were also unable to devour the abyssal energy again. 。The Abyssal Saint Lord wouldn't give them such an opportunity at all. 。"Boom—" On the defense line, a breach was finally broken through. 。Here, the defensive Soul Conduit shattered suddenly, and hordes of abyssal creatures were about to pour out from the exit. 。Just then, a silver glow descended from the sky, spreading out instantly. On the ground, patches of silver light spread, covering the gap that was over a hundred meters wide. 。The abyssal creatures that had surged here were suddenly unable to move any further. 。completely confined thereght on the melee mecha suddenly flared. Countless ice cones formed around it, swarming towards Tang Wulin. 。Could you not hold back any longer Tang Wulin's lips twitched with a faint smile. 。A top-tie...