Watching Ram and Mai showing off their skills, Yang Wei felt a twinge of competitiveness. So as not to be overshadowed by the others, especially not in front of the Half-Drows.
He took a deep breath and concentrated his spiritual power on the bright red bracelet with a snake pattern coiled around his right wrist.
The more spiritual power he fed into it, the more the bracelet began to vibrate.
The small snakehead on top of the bracelet twitched before coming to life, its glossy scales glinting menacingly.
The bracelet unwound, transforming into a miniature snake, which shot toward one of the nearby Half-Drow mages with deadly precision.
The Half-Drow mage barely had time to react before the snake struck, sinking its fangs into his chest.
A scream ripped through the air as the mage's body convulsed, withering rapidly as the snake drained his blood.
The snake, body swelled with each pulse, growing thicker and longer. In a matter of moments, it had transformed into a half-meter-long beast, its scales now denser and darker, giving off a more menacing aura.
Yang Wei's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as the snake turned its gaze towards the next Half-Drow, hissing loudly with its jaws wide open, revealing rows of sharp teeth. It was ready for more blood.
Ram, who had been watching the brutal display from the corner of his eye, smirked. "Show-off," he muttered under his breath.
Despite his teasing, curiosity got the better of him as he activated his Spiritual Eye to check the details of Yang Wei's snake.
[ Name: Dragon Blood Vine]
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[ Race: Spiritual Plant (Beast soul)]
[ Level: Silver]
[ Quality: Rare]
[ Physique: 53.6]
[ Spirit: 2.9]
[ Description: A blood vine carefully cultivated and mutated using the low-level Dragon blood and soul. Though not truly a dragon, it has inherited the strength and aggressive tendencies of dragon bloodlines. A favored weapon of cultivators focused on parasitic control.]
"Not bad," Ram muttered, picking it up with a satisfied grin. However, the flashy display of their abilities had not gone unnoticed.
Out of the thick smoke, a group led by rare-quality Half-Drows stepped forward. Their movements were deliberate, their gazes sharp and cold as they surrounded Ram, Mai, and Yang Wei.
Ram glanced around, quickly spotting the shifting movement in the mist. "Looks like we've got more company," he muttered, and this time except for Linger, he didn't bring Groot or any other wood spirits, leaving them near the altar so that they could help Liam and Su Mu.
One of them, a tall Half-Drow mage with dark skin and cruel, intelligent eyes, raised his hand. Flames began to spark between his fingers, coiling around his arm like a living snake.
His lips twisted into a sinister smirk as he stepped forward, his staff humming with power. "You've played enough," he hissed, his voice rasping like dry leaves, the words dripping with malice.
As if on cue, seven Elite Half-Drows began to gather behind him. Their movements synchronized, their hands glowing with crimson energy as they raised them in unison, channeling their power together.
The air around them crackled with strong spiritual power fluctuations as they prepared a multi-caster spell. A towering fire tornado began to take shape above them.
Its flame vortex roared with devastating force, the heat so intense that it warped the air around it.
Despite the fire tornado being weakened by the residual water vapor from previous ice spells, it still continued to barrel towards them, crackling with strong force combined with scorching heat.
The heat radiating from the tornado reached them before the spell did, making the air unbearable.
Ram, Mai, and others gathered together; their eyes locked on the incoming attack. "Shit," Yang Wei muttered, feeling the heat even through his spiritual defenses.
Mai clenched her teeth, the strain from maintaining the Giant Mech Hands already evident.
With a deep breath, she raised both mechanical hands, their metallic surfaces gleaming as they shifted to form a protective barrier around the group.
"Stay close!" she shouted; her voice filled with urgency. The Giant Mech Hands extended, interlocking like a dome, shielding them from the searing flames.
The fire tornado slammed into the barrier with a deafening roar. Flames surged around them, licking at the edges of the mech hands.
The scorching heat pressed against them, the air inside the dome growing thick and stifling.
Mai grunted as she felt the strain of the firestorm's force, her spiritual power draining faster by the second.
"Damn it, they're trying to burn us alive!" Yang Wei cursed, his Dragon Blood Vine hissing defensively at the flames swirling outside the barrier.
Ram gritted his teeth. His eyes darted toward the Half-Drow mage, still smirking with satisfaction. "They're stalling us," Ram growled. "If we don't act now, they'll overwhelm us!"