Du Yu had exceptional eyesight, and he saw that on the layered defense arrays directly below, numerous openings were deliberately left.
The openings resembled firing ports of a bunker, each soldier quickly taking position with their Wind, Fire, and Thunder-type Demon Pets, evidently ready for a defensive counterattack.
"Click, click..."
Whispering voices suddenly surfaced in Du Yu's mind.
His heart gave a heavy jolt!
Cold Race Secret Technique!
Du Yu was still 50 meters above the earth and wood fortifications below.
Even from here, he was subjected to the Cold Race's attack. As for the people below...
"Eh?"
"Wh-what is that?" Ji Yaoyao and Chen Leng both exclaimed, vigorously shaking their heads.
Du Yu hurriedly said, "Ringing bell!"
"Chirp, chirp~!"
"Chiiirp~~~" Yet before the bell could ring, melodious bird calls had already resonated, reverberating across the battlefield.
Wind-type Demon Pet·Summer Nightingale!
