These swords, daggers, and javelins, like rain, whizzed into the formation of Snake-men. The unlucky throwers didn't even have the chance to dodge. Fortunately, these scaly creatures haven't evolved wings yet; they are like straw dummies on a training ground, completely becoming targets.
Gold Coins and silver coins clattered from the direction of the ground, slamming hard onto the inverted triangular heads of the Snake-men, forcing them to clutch their wounds and howl in pain.
"It won't take long for them to adapt to their current posture, mages, eliminate the enemies as much as possible!" Lynch retreated to the side of the Black Teleportation Stone, shouting orders loudly.
Only at this moment did those mages awaken as if from a dream, recovering from the spectacular scene of the Snake-men collectively rising into the air. They hastily took out their already-prepared Magic Wands and attacked the enemies.
