"Now you can die... huh?"
The Female Warrior Chief suddenly froze.
Andrew was still in a half-kneeling position, his legs trembling, clearly too weak to stand.
But Andrew suddenly raised a hand and grabbed the Female Warrior Chief’s wrist.
"...I thought you could keep your composure throughout." Andrew’s voice erged from his lowered face, incredibly weak, yet carrying a sense of inexplicable excitent that puzzled the Female Warrior Chief, "Thank you! If you had kept holding back and not attacked , I would really be in a pickle."
The shield ford from the condensed black water transford again, this ti into long black ropes, binding the Female Warrior Chief’s body and limbs tightly like how crabs are tied during autumn in the world before.
Then, like the police in movies handcuffing themselves to a suspect, Andrew also tied himself and the Female Warrior Chief’s wrist together!
"What are you... doing?" The Female Warrior Chief remained silent for a mont, unable to help but burst into laughter.
She didn’t know what Andrew was trying to do; all she knew was: you can’t lock yourself with soone evidently stronger than you! Such a tactic is only worthy of a strong person against a weaker one. How can a weakling bind themselves to a strong person?
This is basically courting death!
"Well, since you’ve voluntarily bound yourself to , you’ve saved the trouble." The Female Warrior Chief relaxed completely, not resisting Andrew’s binding actions at all, "Tied up? If so..."
A murderous intent flashed in her eyes as she coldly said, "Do it!"
The three crab claws that had previously retreated swung back again, and this ti, they seed to be rging, with their aura gradually shifting towards the power of a War God Level or even a Realm of Magic master!
Even if three Tier Nine figures join forces, they are absolutely not a match for a War God Level master—this point was clearly demonstrated to Andrew when Catherine, disguised as a Female Assassin, featured prominently in the Shield of Flowing Fire incident.
Let alone this strike driven by the full force of the Theban Battle Array, faintly crossing the War God Level, truly reaching the strength of the Realm of Magic.
Andrew knew that no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to withstand this strike; it was certain death.
Yet at this mont, Andrew seed oblivious to the impending fatal attack above his head.
Andrew finally lifted his lowered face, calm washed over his expression.
Then Andrew said, "It’s now."
It’s now.
In plain, simple terms, Andrew neither shouted nor scread.
Except for Andrew himself and the Female Warrior Chief tied in front of him, no other Fla Warrior present could hear his words.
However...
Through "Resonance," through the "Soul Whisper Channel" established by Andrew and all the Water Mages of the entire Water God Realm, the phrase "It’s now" exploded in every Water Mage’s mind like a thunderclap!
The true ssage conveyed to the Water Mages was: "Now! It’s now!!!"
With a loud "splash," behind one of the Fla Warriors on the periter of the encirclent ford by the Fla Warriors,
The originally calm sea surface suddenly parted, and a figure burst out from beneath the water!
"Who goes there?!"
One of the Fla Warriors on the outermost part of the battle array imdiately sensed it and turned back to shout angrily.
Yet the shout abruptly stopped.
The figure that burst from the water resembled a humanoid killer crocodile, stealthily waiting for the mont of attack. After erging from the water, he swiftly and precisely grabbed the Fla Warrior’s body and... dragged him into the water.
Gurgle, gurgle.
A series of bubbles rose to the surface, and a dark red glow of Fighting Qi erged below, showing that the Fla Warrior, although dragged underwater, was still resisting fiercely.
But the other Fla Warriors couldn’t spare a mont to save him, for not just one figure surged from the depths, but a whole group.
With Andrew’s call of "It’s now," countless figures suddenly burst from beneath the water around the outer edge of the Theban Battle Array, launching a silent yet furious assault on the Fla Warriors!
The surging figures were, of course, Water Mages.
They were the vanguard, the foremost strike team, composed of the Water Mages most adept at diving and ambush.
While Andrew and Pasha fully engaged in stalling for ti, they had quietly approached unnoticed.
Frankly speaking, as Mages, approaching combatants underwater to engage in close-quarters battle was completely illogical by the fighting standards of the Fla Realm.
Yet the Water Mages of this Water God Realm now were not entirely those traditional Water Mages of the past. To adapt to this environnt and the prolonged conflict, they had evolved.
Most importantly, deep down, each Water Mage harbored a suppressed fury. The more patient and closer they crept, the more they stifled that fury, exploding unstoppable like a flood mighty upon release!
"This... damned!" The Fla Warriors, caught off guard, were montarily stunned, "Water monkeys! How are there so many? Weren’t they scattered by us?"
"Water monkeys" was a derogatory term the Fla Warriors used for the Water Mages of the Water God Realm.
"Hold steady, resist! Don’t break formation! Their numbers aren’t that great!"
The Fla Warriors’ startled shouts and roars rose incessantly.
From a bird’s-eye view, the Fla Warriors arranged in Theban Battle Array resembled a crab.
And the outer edge of the crab, under the sudden assault from Water Mages who silently crept near, was instantly cut clean, taking out an entire outer ring!
The array shocked, the crab claws ford by the triply unified Fire of Extinguishing imdiately split into three parts, and even the crab claws’ form struggled to maintain, reverting to the sea of Flas made by the Fire of Extinguishing.
"This... this is...?!" The Female Warrior Chief, seeing this sight, was briefly stunned; then quickly reacted, her voice rang sharply, "Hold the formation, keep it steady! Damn it, stabilize, don’t panic!!"
She instinctively wanted to leap into the air to take command, but as soon as she moved, she was suddenly pulled back.
She recalled: she was now bound to Andrew.
"...So that’s it! That’s the reason." The Female Warrior Chief inhaled sharply, locking her gaze on Andrew, coldly declaring, "Is this why you, weaker than , bind ? Is this why you hold out against all odds instead of escaping?"
She finally understood that Andrew’s strategy was to stall for ti and divert attention.
Andrew didn’t answer because there wasn’t ti.
As the Female Warrior Chief spoke, she unleashed her formidable physical power as a Fla Warrior, trying to snap the bindings Andrew had imposed on her.
The force transmitted through the Black Rope to Andrew’s side was astoundingly powerful!
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