Xenia was a hot-tempered woman. She snapped after Darryl stared at her. "Haven't you seen enough? Think of a solution if you can't deal with the fire!"
Xenia was outraged, but she could not be bothered to fuss over the matter.
They were in a critical situation and needed an urgent solution. Otherwise, the Nine Saint Oracles would be in grave danger.
The Nine Saint Oracles would not die from the Bone Spirit Demon Fire burns, but the pain was not something any ordinary person could withstand.
Yennie, Sadie, and the others also looked at Darryl nervously.
"Well!"
Darryl smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, ladies. I have a solution!"
Darryl formed a white glowing protective shield ring with the White Lily Cold Flame around him and the Nine Saint Oracles. The greenish sea of fire was pushed away from them within a short period.
However, it was a small ring, so the eight women could only squeeze themselves around Darryl.
Phew!
Darryl was happy to be surrounded by the eight Nine Saint Oracles; he got to smell the lovely scents on them at the same time.
He chuckled inwardly.
It felt good to be surrounded by those eight women.
All the Nine Saint Oracles blushed in shame.
"Darryl, you— "Yennie blushed. She bit her lips and scolded, "Did you do that on purpose? Can't you make a bigger protective shield? Why do you have to make it so small?"
Sadie, Xenia, and the others felt embarrassed.
Uh…
Darryl scratched his head awkwardly and then replied half-heartedly, "Yennie, how can you accuse me of that? It's my limit to come up with a protective shield of that size. Those Bone Spirit Demon Fires have formed a sea of fire around us, and even you Nine Saint Oracles can't stop it! What more can I do when I'm just an ordinary human from the Nine Mainland?"
Yennie bit her lips after she heard his reply; she stopped arguing.
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