Chapter 960: Need Some Help?

A screech filled with anger pulsated all over the battlefield as the Calamity-Ranked Roc clashed against Avernus for the umpteenth time.

The Dracolich was pushed back, but the sneer on its face never faded. It was as if Avernus was telling his enemy that even if it was a little stronger than him, the Great Roc's death was still inevitable.

Perhaps the Roc understood what Avernus was implying, which angered it more.

Victor, who was supposed to assist the Dracolich in fighting the Roc, was uncontrollably pushed back by the strong wind currents that rampaged the surrounding area.

Seeing that he couldn't join the battle between the two powerhouses, he shifted his attention to the Giant Eagles and Rocs that served as the Great Roc's lackeys.

The Saint raised his spiked mace and clashed against them, venting his frustration.

On the ground, the Undead were unstoppable.

Countless Skeletons and Zombies swarmed their enemies.