Attacks of various forms wove a web of destruction in the sky.
The acid breath of the Biochemical Giant Beasts, the energy beams of the Alchemy Armor, the meteor summoning by the Elemental Monsters - the cannon fodder units under the Wizards erupted in a first volley at the same time.
The scene was spectacular, with millions of attacks trailing colorful streaks, like a reverse meteor shower rushing toward the black swarm.
But Jeming's heart sank.
Just 0.3 seconds before the attack was about to hit, the black ocean "came alive."
It wasn't a collective movement, but precise nodal evasion.
Just like the sector directly in front of him, tens of thousands of the Reaper Race suddenly scattered to the sides, their movements so synchronized it was creepy, revealing patches of empty zones in the black tide.
The Wizard's attacks roared past, only hitting air and earth.
Explosions echoed in the empty spaces, flames, frost, corrosion, lightning... various energy impacts spread out.
