Chapter 115: Biscuit Boy restrains Huan Hong, Magic Shield restrains Biscuit Boy

The battle raged on.

Biscuit Boy’s little green spheres hadn’t caused any casualties; they only ruined clothing.

The second magic had indirect lethality.

The orange gel liquid splattered onto many people.

Those in the air couldn’t dodge, nor was there any cover to hide behind—everyone was stained.

Huanhong suffered the worst.

The disgusting liquid splashed from her hand onto her chest, and her feet were stuck together, limiting her movement.

Unable to use her hands or feet properly, she lost her balance and fell off her magic wand.

She had expected a sister to catch her, but the reality proved otherwise.

The only one who loved her was her magic wand; Yin Lin did not.

The wand caught her several times mid-fall, but she couldn’t steady herself on it and still fell, finally crashing onto a car and denting its roof.

Huanhong wasn’t dead, but blood flowed from her mouth and nose.

Without the wand catching her and slowing her fall, it would have been much worse.

Two flying soldiers from the failing team were also affected.

Their bodies were smeared with the orange gel liquid, immobilizing their limbs.

They lost control of their flight postures and fell from the air.

Another person was less affected and barely managed to catch a teammate.

The two slowly descended to the ground, sustaining some scrapes and fractures.

So, the second orange gel magic was indeed somewhat lethal.

Even the helicopters in the distance had their rotors stuck.

This orange gel liquid was truly terrifying—impacted helicopters crashed to the ground one after another.

“Everyone, we’re live on the scene again!” A cheerful voice rang out as a close-up shot was taken of a crashing helicopter with a phone.

It was Liang Tai, streaming live.

He first thanked viewers for their donations while releasing a drone to get a closer look at the battle.

The footage was incredible.

Biscuit Boy’s little green spheres were highly entertaining and aesthetically pleasing.

To outsiders, it looked like a fireworks display.

The Live Broadcast Room was flooding with donations, urging Liang Tai to get closer.

This was where the drone’s advantage truly shone.

He glanced over the battlefield.

Yin Lin was still in the air, waiting and not attacking.

She dodged Biscuit Boy’s magic continuously, her posture awkward yet elegant.

The camera then focused on Huanhong on the ground, struggling to prop herself up.

Seeing the incoming orange gel liquid, she barely managed to summon a faint Magic Shield, which surprisingly blocked the gel.

Sweat drenched her forehead; maintaining the shield was highly draining.

Only seconds later, Biscuit Boy’s alternating little green spheres smashed down again.

Just one hit landed on her shield, and within two seconds, the shield was corroded and broken.

Compared to Yin Lin, Huanhong’s shield looked like a child’s toy.

Worse, she couldn’t summon it again.

When Biscuit Boy switched back to the orange gel magic, she tried to run.

But her limbs were still stuck.

As she crawled up, more of the orange gel splashed onto her, gluing her to the car roof.

She stayed in a bent-over position, unable to free her hands or feet from the car’s surface, like a small creature trapped in a spider’s web.

“Stop filming!” Huanhong shouted, her face red with anger, “Keep filming and I’ll kill your whole family!”

Liang Tai hurriedly turned the drone away, afraid of losing the Live Broadcast Room’s audience.

His drone hid behind cover, dodging multiple waves of attacks.

After seeing Huanhong’s state, Liang Tai instructed the drone to hover behind glass and film remotely.

Then he left to plan something else—he wanted to help.

Huanhong being subdued didn’t affect the battle.

She wasn’t Biscuit Boy’s match and was firmly countered.

Even if she hadn’t been caught, she was just a spectator.

Yin Lin still watched from the sky, waiting for the right moment.

The enemy used gravity magic to alter the flight path of the magic cannon, so low-power shots were ineffective.

Full-power cannon shots weren’t an option here—this was the Eastern Alliance’s headquarters.

Firing a full-power shot would destroy the entire alliance.

To get approval to fire, she pulled out her phone, but there was no signal.

No way to contact Huang Yi to apply.

Looks like she had to use mid-power cannon fire, requiring precise control over angle and timing—skills were paramount.

Perhaps sensing Yin Lin’s imminent attack, Biscuit Boy looked up at the sky and let out a mournful wail.

Why did it sound mournful? The tone gave off that impression.

Then it started sprinting away, escaping, distancing itself from the Eastern Alliance headquarters.

That was right—this was the typical intelligence level of a demon beast.

It didn’t understand what moving away from the Eastern Alliance meant.

Yin Lin could shoot more comfortably now.

She continued charging to increase the cannon’s power.

Yin Lin estimated that in another minute, the demon beast would reach a less crowded area, making it the best place to fire the magic cannon.

At the command center, Huang Yi anxiously watched multiple screens, including tracking of Biscuit Boy and close-ups of Yin Lin.

Biscuit Boy fled while continuing to cast the two magics, destroying a drone filming from this side again.

Watching Yin Lin’s focused expression on screen, Huang Yi knew what she was about to do.

He had already called the Medical Team, ready to stand by for rescue.

Night should have obscured vision, but the demon beast was clear as day because it was engulfed in flames.

The burning fuel clung to its body, continuously igniting.

If it were human, it would have been burned to death long ago.

But the demon beast ran on as if nothing had happened.

The fiery glow made it easy to spot even in the air.

Everyone at the command center knew Yin Lin was about to fire.

Tension peaked—this was the most nerve-wracking moment since her debut.

Even when Yin Lin bombed the convention center and park before, the command center wasn’t this anxious.

Why? Because those places were over 10 kilometers away—if they were destroyed, it was none of their concern.

This time was different.

Yin Lin was right outside the Eastern Alliance headquarters.

This was their business—their lives were on the line.

The middle-aged man quickly ordered an evacuation.

Experts swarmed out, and Huang Yi fled to safety as well.

Biscuit Boy’s ability to twist the cannon’s flight path was terrifying.

Yin Lin was just a kid, lacking sense of priority.

The middle-aged man feared this most.

They feared the cannon shot being diverted and destroying the Eastern Alliance headquarters.

Everyone prayed in the evacuation tunnels and opened their phones to watch Liang Tai’s live stream to monitor Yin Lin’s moves.

Finally, she fired.

The mid-power magic cannon shot out, dazzling as ever.

The cannon anticipated the demon beast’s movements, guessing it would stop.

Sure enough, it halted and began using gravity magic, clearly trying to deflect the cannon’s trajectory.

But Yin Lin was prepared!

She aimed carefully, watching the cannon’s tip.

When the gravity magic forcibly altered its flight, she triggered detonation at the perfect moment.

Instantly, the demon beast was engulfed in the explosion’s range.

Inside the smoke and dust, the scene was unclear, but even mid-power showed devastating force.

Watching the thick smoke and fog that obscured vision, Yin Lin’s feelings darkened as an old saying came to mind.