"Argh…"
Many of the black armored army riders could not dodge in time, and were enveloped in the flames in an instant. They let out anguished cries, and in the blink of an eye half of them had turned into ash amongst the roaring flames with little remains.
The rest of them panicked, retreating immediately.
Motherf*cker!
Tyson could hardly contain his anger at the sight. It was also then that the Three Legged Golden Bird had gripped him tightly, sending yet another roaring ball of flames his way.
Sensing the power of the flames, Tyson did not think twice before summoning the Nine Yin Skill to form a protective shield around him.
In the blink of an eye, the powerful flames collided harshly against the protective shield. Tyson jerked as the protective shield was obliterated instantly and he was sent flying.
What spiritual beast was this strange bird? It was so terrifyingly powerful.
"This bird's far too powerful."
"Yes, it's going to be a losing battle trying to fight it…"
"We should retreat if we can't take this on, Head General…" Amidst the voices, someone could not help but shout in Tyson's direction. "This bird's terrifying…"
Barely anytime had passed and half their team was already down. If they were to continue, this might end in a thorough massacre..
"Shut your mouth!"
Tyson's expression darkened at the suggestion as he rored, "The Raksasa tribe has never backed out of a battle from fear before! Another word like that and I'll have your head."
As the final word rang through the air, Tyson thoroughly exploded with the Nine Yin Skill. All that could be seen was a flash of blue before a ghostly blue armor began to materialize on Tyson's body.
Whew…
The flames coming out of the Golden Bird were completely blocked off from the blue armor.
At the sight, the originally panicked group of black armor army riders grew excited.
"You're the best, Head General!"
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