The three hovered between the Deadwood Titan and the Phantom Vermilion Bird, Su Ni Sheng and the Drought Demon were indifferent and casual, as if oblivious to the surging divine power and scorching heat,
while the penguin Archille pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, muttering to himself, "Phew, luckily we made it in time..."
The Vermilion Bird did not restrain its flames at Su Ni Sheng's arrival,
its furious eyes blazing with fierce red flames, drawing the suddenly appearing trio into its impending fiery attack range.
"A beast born from wet eggs."
The Drought Demon snorted coldly, flipped her hand, and unleashed a violent fiery wind, scattering the flames in the Vermilion Bird's throat,
the remaining embers were lifted by the wind, unable to release heat or melt the surviving buildings around,
and were absorbed into the Green Graceful Wing Gauze on the Drought Demon, causing a corner of the gauze to faintly glow with tiny sparks.
