Lake Surface
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Shit!
Ma Xiaowan frowned.
The two necromancers were, unfortunately, right.
There were still dragon mosquitoes that had not been cleared!
Having lost their geographical advantage, the mercenary groups were barely able to deal with this group of dragon mosquitoes.
Ma Xiaowan's first reaction was to think of a way to retreat. However, before she could say anything, the six fusion Tyrant forms in front of the team had already rushed forward.
Without saying a word, they swung the tree trunks in their hands!
"Whoosh!" The sounds of something coming through the wind could be heard.
Many of the dragon mosquitoes that were hit by the trunks fainted.
Chi, chi, chi...
The group of Lickers at the back of the team rushed forward and attacked the fainted dragon mosquitoes on the ground.
The dragon mosquitoes were not to be trifled with. Seeing their companions being attacked, they immediately pounced as well.