The violent explosion occurring in the field had no effect on Pei Yan, as if an invisible high wall stood before him, blocking all destruction outside. Once the dust settled, he was not in a hurry to attack the survivors in the field; instead, he decomposed the radiation in the surrounding space while releasing liquid nitrogen from his body to lower the temperature around. Now, if he was not using the internal breathing system within his mask, merely taking a breath of the outside air amidst the high temperature could cause some damage to his internal organs.
"Ugh~ Ugh~ Ah! Delacuri! This explosion's impact is toxic! These toxins are infecting my body, slowing my healing speed! Help me! Help me!" The Blood Race Prince, who could still maintain consciousness, knelt on the ground, feeling the anomalies within his body as Delacuri's figure reappeared, howling in pain.
