Looking at the huge centipede, Lixiang wore a faint smile on his face.
Fengyun Die ordered the Blood Elves one by one to drop bundles of special thatch. These thatch grasses were over a meter high, with wheat ears somewhat resembling rice, emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance. When ignited, these grasses gave off a pungent odor and produced sulfur-like black smoke. Although the centipede was a mid-tier immortal divine beast, upon smelling this odor, it halted its advance and slowly retreated back.
Amidst the thick yellow smoke, a berserk and fierce aura permeated the air. The surrounding Blood Elves sat weakly upon the warships; these low-tier natives simply could not withstand the bloodthirsty aura emanating from the divine beast—much like sheep instinctively fearing wolves upon meeting them. What surprised Lixiang somewhat was that the jellyfish-like Lightning Summoners showed not the slightest reaction, waiting neatly inside the Primordial Dragon Boat for Lixiang's orders.
Chapter 670