Missiles and grenades exploded on the surface of Nyarlathotep, turning into balls of fire, causing the flesh to roar and explode, yet the gigantic, elephant-trunk-like creature remained standing, waving its tentacles as if mocking Fang Zheng's powerlessness.
What a damn hassle!
Dodging the attack again, Fang Zheng landed on the ground, furrowed his brow, and stared at Nyarlathotep before him. Just relying on the current situation, there's no way to defeat it. Should he call the fleet? But what if this Chaos corrupts the fleet...... Hmm...... better check if the Soulstone has anything useful.
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng quickly opened the Soulstone and started searching through them one by one.
Arthas...... definitely can't beat, Malthael...... probably not, Bald Guy 47 even less...... Come to think of it, I haven't drawn Kratos' Soulstone! Kerrigan...... is Kerrigan still here?
