"That useless Kafei, if it weren't for him getting stuck outside, we could have fought better!" the Berserker cursed.
A blade wielder said, "Isn't the Platinum King asking us to send people to interfere with that gang group from before? Boss, why not slaughter them? Especially those two women who are like gorillas, they must have killed Kafei."
"All you think about is killing."
The Blood Eagle slapped the back of the blade wielder's head: "If I kill them, the Beast-Earkin will kill you guys. Do you really think you can beat him?"
"Focus on this battle; we're here for the treasure. We haven't gotten our hands on that blood-controlling treasure of the Platinum King yet, can't leave this island for nothing."
Both sides stepped into the center of the area, standing a few meters apart.
Reed shouted, "Then, let the winners' group finals begin!"
Since they had witnessed each other's battles, both teams immediately launched their own moves at the start.
Zoe directly transformed into an Ice Wolf, with icy blades swirling around her, a whirlwind encircling her body, the sword blades covered with hardened earth, and the searing temperature of the charged Flame Sword Blade quickly distorted the air.
Dorothy didn't conceal the Demon-Born Flower any longer, directly summoning Flower Wings, with the Dragon Flower and the Star Crystal Flower on either wing. She noticed the casting enhancement effect of the Star Crystal Flower and immediately handed her Magic Staff, the Golden Sand Tower, over to the Flower Vine as a medium to drive the Golden Sand Mist, with even greater efficiency than before.
ALulu stood guard in front, holding her breath and focusing, sacred light flowing around her. She guided the "Divine Will" to enhance her weapon and Shield, bestowing them with Divine Pursuit Damage.
The Blood Eagle's great cloak transformed into wings, as he took off on the spot, the bloody twin blades in his hands never sheathed on the back of his waist, and the multiple coagulated blood blades from the previous battle still lingered on the blades.
The Berserker from The Sandbone Group roared into a frenzy, charging forward, with the blade wielder behind him gathering the Blade's Edge to follow.
"I'll cover the rear." Dorothy said, "To prevent him from attacking us from behind."
Zoe nodded, "Leave the leader to me. I have Star Soul Power, I can hold him off. Once you handle the others, come help me."
Her ice-blue beast ears twitched under her hood, her large blue tail swaying behind her, summoning Ice Blades to fly and, at the same time, harnessing the Light of the Star Soul to unleash the Elemental Master's skills, the ice attribute Elemental Pain.
The Berserker swung the Giant Axe, clashing with the sturdy earthen surface and Ice Blades, striking them aside one by one. The few that weren't completely blocked lacerated his skin, further fueling his ferocity.
Elemental Pain shattered into shards of ice on his chest, and he fiercely slammed his chest with the face of the axe, using a reckless fighting style.
Blood Eagle Aicher soared four or five meters high, his eagle wings vibrating, diving rapidly towards ALulu at the forefront.
His choice beyond the young girls' expectations, ALulu's heavy hammer swung upwards, and for her, attacking from any angle was effortless, relying on Giant Power to strike from angles impossible for ordinary people.
This was the reason Li Ang had her wield a Giant Weapon.
"Boss!"
The members of The Sandbone Gang broke into a sweat, seeing the serrated hammer breaking through the wind towards Aicher, who, after all, was a person, not a bird, lacking any support or targeted defense while flying.
Flight, while a strength, also bore weaknesses.
Even Nebis' powerhouses, despite having the Tier Nine strength capable of tearing through dimensional membranes, if caught completely off guard without any defense from Equipment and magic-driven Creations, could be killed by someone in the Transcendent Realm.
This was one reason why the people here needed to cooperate; they couldn't truly achieve "power returned unto oneself".
A Tier Nine Powerhouse could single-handedly destroy a Flying Ship, but couldn't physically smash it, relying on the magic-driven skills or Equipment propelled by magic power.
Even for Close Combat Professions, while the body would be enhanced, notable changes mainly occurred between Tiers One to Three, stagnating as one reached the Transcendent Realm. Hence, the development of strong techniques and Equipment selection aimed for both offense and defense.
Among the standard Sky Cavalry, the Blood Eagle stood out, but limited by various conditions, he was still not fully equipped for both offense and defense, primarily lacking defensive Equipment.
His "defense" relied mostly on the advantages of flight distance and dodging angles, with two large blades substituting defense with aggressive Swordsmanship.
The Sandbone Group members also knew, if not for the Platinum King's treasure, the boss wouldn't bother jumping into this mess.
They'd seen previously that the hammer could shake the ground; taking a hit would undoubtedly cause severe injury.
A ominous green firelight emerged from Blood Eagle's chest, looking sinister and eerie.
Amidst the Evil Fire, a charred skull appeared. It was smaller than a normal human skull, giving the impression it was shrunk by the Evil Fire's roasting.
"What the hell is that!" Reed shouted, "This guy is harboring an Energy Source again!"
On the viewing stand, Li Ang had previously observed Aicher Samlo's panel, indeed noticing he had an Energy Source, a Tier Five one named Evil Fire Sacrificial Skull.
The Tier wasn't high, but perhaps it had some background.
Natural Energy Sources were scarce, mostly artificial, and those were remnants of ancient civilizations.
But this one was different, more akin to something obtained by a modern-day villain through some Evil Art sacrifice.
With the appearance of the Evil Fire Skull, Aicher's coat edges and the back of his blades were ignited with an eerie green flame, manifesting its wicked magical power.
A cluster of Evil Fire also burned fiercely at the midpoint of his wings, thrusting his body into an abrupt airborne maneuver.