The Creatures That We Are

Futile.

A swarm of mosquitoes was just that, mosquitoes. Wang Zikai would kill Hong Xiaoxiao and Gregor then stopped the attacks coming overhead with Left Hand of God. He had plenty of time.

Wait.

Wang Zikai realized that the mosquitoes were speeding up—no, he was slowed down.

Time Space Spirit.

Ten seconds ago, Gao Yang had jumped to above the Mirror of Pride with Zhang Wei and Liao Liao, just in time for the last concerted assault. With the triple buff, the range of the Spirit Domain tripled, covering Wang Zikai.

Gao Yang realized to his shock that it required the entirety of his control to slow down Wang Zikai’s time alone. Such was the authority of Pride!

He clenched his fist, which was almost melting with the sheer power of his flames. He teleported behind Wang Zikai and prepared to make his most powerful Fire Punch, which would rival the force of the Empress’s Judge coming from above.

Not enough.