Feeling a continuous stream of Magma Giants gathering, with even more enemies stomping the ground to actively release shockwaves to check the cave.
Jeming knew he couldn't hide here for long. He pulled out a Fourth Level Defensive Witchcraft Artifact and cast a shield on himself before decisively charging out of his burrowed cave.
As Jeming leaped out from the underground and entered the battle raging with flames, the acrid smell of sulfur mixed with the scent of charred rock, instantly assaulting his nostrils.
He saw the Second Level Wizard struggling against a Third Level Magma Giant, with over ten Second Level Magma Giants providing firepower support nearby.
Another First Level Wizard was being relentlessly pursued by a group of enemies.
However, as Jeming dashed into the battlefield, he showed no sign of rashness.
Before coming out, he had already analyzed the current situation.
