"Protect Mirel well; if anything happens to her, I'll hold you accountable!"
Li Zheng dropped these words, picked up the Black Dragon Spear, channeled his spiritual power to the extreme, and set up a barrier around the three of them to ensure that Mirel and the others would not be affected by the environment during the upcoming battle.
"I will protect the mistress with my life, and if anything goes wrong, I am at your disposal, Lord!" Mudala stood respectfully in front of Mirel.
Li Zheng nodded. The twisted creatures had already surrounded them, barely a hundred meters away.
Dense eyes stared at them from all directions, filled with malice.
"Roar!"
A twisted creature opened its mouth wide and roared, its cavernous mouth extended a long tongue, covered with tiny eyeballs on its surface and inside its mouth.
"What are you calling, your mom?" Li Zheng snorted coldly. The Black Dragon Spear trembled in his hand, and eight more images of him appeared nearby.
