"As an assassin, never jump to conclusions before your target is dead."
Orson spoke calmly, his eyes gazing upwards at the storm that had begun to gather in the sky. It was obvious to the naked eye that this next move would be a death sentence if taken head-on. However, NPCs were different from players—the more powerful their area-of-effect magic, the longer their casting time. During this wind-up period, if the spellcasting was interrupted, the spell could backfire, causing damage to the caster.
Immediately, Orson commanded the Crimson Lizard King to retreat.
"At all costs, stop that summoned beast!" Demon Emperor barked, seeing through Orson's plan to use his summon as a shield.
Slaughter Spree, who had just resurrected, spoke in a deep voice: "All the Earth Riders, listen to my command! Form a shield wall and push the summoned beast away!"